Don't Call Me

Alemeda

Composición de: Ajay Bhattacharyya/Rahema Shifa Ameda
For you, I've worn my heart on my sleeve
Made your problems so important to me
Ditched the rebel so that we could be together
Now I'm left so torn, I shed blood for what?
For what, what, what?

Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
And if you reach out, I won't make time, I won't be free
Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
Know that I won't make time, I won't be free, yeah

You used to threaten to leave
'Cause you knew that you controlled my esteem
I hate that we do whatever you want
Never took my vitamins 'cause I was playin' your mom
I want payback, all the shit that I bought
If I could take it all back, I would never respond
For what, what, what?

Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
And if you reach out, I won't make time, I won't be free
Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
Know that I won't make time, I won't be free (yeah)

Don't play nice, don't fucking call me, yeah
I won't make time, I won't be free
Don't play nice, don't fucking call me, yeah
I won't make time, I won't be free

Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
And if you reach out, I won't make time, I won't be free
Don't play nice, don't stop by, don't call me
If you reach out, I won't make time, I won't be free
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