Marian Hill - trippin out

I don't get this
You're ridiculous
Every man that I meet's on your shitlist
You've been restless
Call me feckless
I'm not here to make love to your stresses

And I don't like you
Trippin' out on, trippin' out on
Trippin' out on me
And I don't need you
Trippin' out on, trippin' out on
Trippin' out on me

I don't get this
You're ridiculous
Every man that I meet's on your shitlist
You've been restless
Call me feckless
I'm not here to make love to your stresses

And I don't like you
Trippin' out on, trippin' out on
Trippin' out on me
And I don't need you
Trippin' out on, trippin' out on
Trippin' out on me

I don't need permission
I make my decisions
You don't ever listen, no
You're too busy trippin'
To see my position
I don't wanna let you go

Don't believe me but I really think that you should
I won't leave you if you show me you can be good

Let me warn you
I adore you
But I'm done puttin' up with the poor you's
Tryna tell you
I can help you
Understand 'cause I don't wanna shelf you

And I don't want you you
Missin' out on, missin' out on
Missin' out on me
And I don't need you
Missin' out on, missin' out on
Missin' out on me

Think you're bein' smart by
Givin' me a hard time
Pickin' me apart right now
No use in denyin'
Start by bein' quiet
We'll chat once you settle down

Can you hear me and show me that you've understood
I won't leave you if you show me you can be good

I don't get this
You're ridiculous
Every man that I meet's on your shitlist
You've been restless
Call me feckless
I'm not here to make love to your stresses

Written by:
Jeremy Lloyd, Samantha Gongol

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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