OMG Plz Don’t Come Around THE DRIVER ERA

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh (Oh my God)
Oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Oh my God)
Oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
I'm addled up
'Cause you make me so damn confused (Oh my God)
I'm out of luck
Spent it all up on loving you (Oh my God), oh-oh (Oh-oh)
I heard you're a liar, telephone wire
Tryna decipher
Maybe pariah, maybe I like ya
Maybe I'll write, but she like Mariah
But three octaves higher (Yeah), overproof diet
Then we retired, lost the attire
Era, The Driver

[Chorus]
Yeah, you go around and you hold me like that
And I couldn't help, but love you right back
Yet you go around and you touch him like that
I won't trust you like that
You make me feel bad