I said, oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh), oh (oh) Hey, hey yeah Something's got a hold on me, yeah (oh, it must be love) Oh, something's got a hold on me right now, child (oh, it must be love) Let me tell you now Oh, it must be love (you know it must be love)

Uh-uh (whoa) Uh-uh (yeah) In my feelings (Why do I feel this way?) (No!) Uh-uh (whoa) And I don't know why I'm even still here Can't shake it off, I've been here for years on top of years And I, I'm ready to, I'm ready to, be off of you 'Cause I admit,

Standin' outside, y'all It's raining, children Gettin' soaking wet And it's raining, y'all Been put out, y'all Nowhere to go, children People all ask me, son Tell me what's wrong with you Tell 'em I've been sick, y'all, yeah

Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst

Next thing we're touching Oh, everybody's starry-eyed Whoa oh oh ah ah And everybody goes And my body goes Whoa oh oh ah ah You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning Oh, oh, starry eyed

Ahora tal vez lo puedas entender Que lloro por ti Que lloro sin ti Que ya lo entendí Que no eres para mí Nunca me sentí tan solo Como cuando ayer De pronto lo entendí

Why we taking time, time, time, time? (What? Why we?) I'm going out my way, way (I'm going out my way) I won't make you wait, wait (nah, never) I wouldn't make you wait, wait (nah, nah) Not into wasting time I was just doing fine Should I find something

Higher, higher I can be around, shit, whenever you need Fuck with a nigga, we can touch the stars Trusting a nigga, you can count on me Yeah, yeah, yeah Now I could be the change the I wanna see I can heal the world for real if a nigga speaking honestly

We rock the world, ooh, yeah We didn't listen when they said it can't be done It's gonna make the papers This shit's gon' hit the news 'Cause fear don't haunt the madness Got nothing left to lose A hundred years from now There's still be talking, girl I

Too many faces, too many faces, too many faces Yeah, what's your definition of success? (Ayy!) I don't trust the thoughts that come inside my head (woo!) I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect; why?