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Description
The tension of the night, smelling of tequila and expired hope. The voice whispers “we should be good,” then tears trust to pieces - messages at four in the morning and other people's photos on the phone, like silent evidence of betrayal. The desire to ignite the pain and immediately extinguish it - the heat burning your palms. The irony in the words works like a cozy blanket: it warms you, but prevents you from taking a step. Here lies the line between despair and self-respect, fatigue from constant games, and a small, foolish hope that the door will open someday.
Lyrics and translation
Original
We should be good by now.
We should be good. We should be good by now.
We should be good.
What is love?
What's the reason? What's the meaning? What the fuck?
This shit is conflicting like addiction, shit is drugs. You gon' have your way with me until I had enough.
You keep thinking I'm calling your bluff. Who that on your line?
Fuck is on your mind? You so arrogant. This shit is embarrassing. I am not no average bitch.
You wanna play marriage, then you can have these carats then.
I put my baby in her car seat then be out of here. Here we go again.
These some bitches you don't know again. Must be a magician putting pictures in your phone again.
Don't tell me these hoes is friends and you out with your bros again.
For all of this, might as well just be alone again. I let my guard down, I let you in.
You playing games with my heart, I'm not gon' let you win. I'm sick of fighting, sick of crying, shit, it's 4
AM. If you don't answer this time, I'll never call again. Why we go through this?
Heat of the moment, let it burn.
Got me so foolish. I know love ain't supposed to hurt.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.
I thought you wanted it forever. You and me together.
Make it through the storm, right or wrong, any weather. I just want you back here where your home is.
How you leave a bitch like me so hopeless? Hope you know the door ain't always open, eh.
And I'm just hoping you know what's up.
This relationship sitting patient, shit, it's hard to trust. 'Cause once you give it all you can, you just can't give it up.
Sometimes I wanna fuck you up, sometimes I wanna fuck.
Should I take a handful of pills to let you know that it's real?
Then let you feel some of this pain that I feel.
'Bout to turn to the liquor from how she claim that you licked her. I know you fucked because you over tipped her.
Nigga, how you texting bitches from my bed?
All these years, all these shower tears that I done shed. I'm on the edge, this the last straw, you got me fed.
I have to question us again then this shit is dead. Why we go through this?
Heat of the moment, let it burn.
Got me so foolish. I know love ain't supposed to hurt.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.
Why we go through this? Heat of the moment, let it burn.
Got me so foolish. I know love ain't supposed to hurt.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.
We should be good by now.
We should be good.