[Verse 1]
Uh, I knew you before I knew you
And I liked you before I would've liked to
Yeah, I had to drop a little Blue Clue
Just making sure you feel the same way I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
Yeah, but I kind of see you as my rival
That's why the sex still firing, the love still firing
It feels like we're always gonna work, no retiring
No, I can't get rid of the hurt, but I'm trying, miss
Everybody does a bit of dirt, then we lie in it
Like when you see makeup on my shirt when you're ironing
I love it when you turn a blind eye at the sight of it
See, your friends might say that you're an idiot
That's because they're single, looking for an idiot
Looking for a million, I'ma have a few of those
Cover me in freedom, never leave me too exposed
Know the real reason you was mad I was moving home
Sometimes I've got to prove you right just to prove you wrong
Yeah, and don't you love the way we've moved along?
Yeah, from mad fist fights and arguments?
Now we've got a matching wristwatch and cardigan
Girl, we're a little too hard for them
Uh, I knew you before I knew you
And I liked you before I would've liked to
Yeah, I had to drop a little Blue Clue
Just making sure you feel the same way I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
Yeah, but I kind of see you as my rival
That's why the sex still firing, the love still firing
It feels like we're always gonna work, no retiring
No, I can't get rid of the hurt, but I'm trying, miss
Everybody does a bit of dirt, then we lie in it
Like when you see makeup on my shirt when you're ironing
I love it when you turn a blind eye at the sight of it
See, your friends might say that you're an idiot
That's because they're single, looking for an idiot
Looking for a million, I'ma have a few of those
Cover me in freedom, never leave me too exposed
Know the real reason you was mad I was moving home
Sometimes I've got to prove you right just to prove you wrong
Yeah, and don't you love the way we've moved along?
Yeah, from mad fist fights and arguments?
Now we've got a matching wristwatch and cardigan
Girl, we're a little too hard for them
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