Reasons ft. Ozzie B Lyrics

I love you Jesse Orlando

Yeah Yeah

Yeah

I don't know the reasons

You've been tearing me apart

Yeah you tearing me to pieces

You don't love me you don't mean it

To be honest I don't care

I'm too busy fighting demons

Demons

Yeah I'm fighting all these demons

To be honest I don't care spend a rack at Neiman's

Neiman's

Yeah I spent a rack at Neiman's

I just want designer I don't really think I really need it

I'm feigning (feigning)

Yeah you know that I'm feigning

I just popped a seal you know that I'm leaning

I just put my heart in the cement

My heart so cold yeah its freezing

I throw it all away for no reason

You could call this all a treason

I know it's all cold but I'm leaning

Louis Vuitton Gucci seen it

This might be love or I'm dreaming

You call it addiction because I need it

I call it prescription because I'm feigning

I need it I need it I need it

And you'd always say that it's over

I know that you know that I'm sober

I know that you don't know I know her

You just fucked up I got closure

Yeah

I don't know the reasons

You've been tearing me apart

Yeah you tearing me to pieces

You don't love me you don't mean it

To be honest I don't care

I'm too busy fighting demons

Demons

Yeah I'm fighting all these demons

To be honest I don't care spend a rack at Neiman's

Neiman's

Yeah I spent a rack at Neiman's

I just want designer I don't really think I really need it

Finishing the puzzle I'm just trying to find the pieces

I know my life fucked up but I can't keep repeating

What's the meaning

What's it mean then

I know I'm just fucked up I'm trying to reach the ceiling

Because it's appealing

Do you feel it

And this the real me

You could never kill it

This love is an illness

Yeah this the real shit

Pour my heart out

Yeah you know that I might spill it

That's the adrenaline

Yeah it don't seem right

Because I've been killing it

Up at the red light

Maybe it was just the right time

My heart so cold

It might flatline

Might be so bold

But you my type

When we grow old young

I miss those nights

You got my phone

From high school timelines

Like wasn't that the time of our lives

Wasn't the time you need

Wasn't the time you know

Wasn't the time that you want

Are you bleeding the same as me

Are you blaming me

Yeah this is what it could be

And why don't you believe

Ive been stressing this

And I can't have you and me

Yeah

I don't know the reasons

You've been tearing me apart

Yeah you tearing me to pieces

You don't love me you don't mean it

To be honest I don't care

I'm too busy fighting demons

Demons

Yeah I'm fighting all these demons

To be honest I don't care spend a rack at Neiman's

Neiman's

Yeah I spent a rack at Neiman's

I just want designer I don't really think I really need it

Yeah

I don't know the reasons

You've been tearing me apart

Yeah you tearing me to pieces

You don't love me you don't mean it

To be honest I don't care

I'm too busy fighting demons

Demons

Yeah I'm fighting all these demons

To be honest I don't care spend a rack at Neiman's

Neiman's

Yeah I spent a rack at Neiman's

I just want designer I don't really think I really need it