I type You pocket-call me, late night Just like your homie, hotline Make me feel so lonely
Guess I′m just not your type I'm in the friend zone, can′t lie I know I should forget you, I'd climb But I brought the wrong shoes I'ma die on that hill
I just wanted you to know I don′t wanna let you go Find it hard to let you leave When you do me like
Why do me like that? Why do you do me like that? Why do me like that? Why do you do me like that? Why do me like that? (Do me like that) Why do you do me like that? Why do me like that? Why do you do me like that?
Somebody of faith, I When you do me like that Why you do me like that?
I won′t go lose my head Oh, you make me lose my head (What the heck? Fuck) When you do me like
Why do me like that? (Do me like, do me like) Why do you do me like that? Why do me like that? (Do me like) Why do you do me like that?
Somebody of faith, I (Do me like that, when you do me like that) I won't go lose my head, oh
Compositores: Luna Leonor Morgenstern, Philip Slabber, Stephen James David Galloway, Vinci Andanar