Mood Swings - Tom The Mail Man

Mood Swings - Tom The Mail Man Lyrics

I didn't ask you for this
I only asked to take things slow
When you're not disappointed
Just hit my line just let me know
Cause I didn't promise you a thing
And you bitch with a bite that sings
You're far from a meal my teeth can't sink in a dish
That don't compliment my drink

Yeah
So if you like I'm wasted time
Just let me know
Yeah if you feel like that was deal
Just let me know
And I meant to tell you something
Don't look for who I'm fucking
Cause it's not you bitch
Your fits so disgusting

Everything I wrote in that book came true
I was looking for you
Staring way past the mirror I was looking for truth
Looking aloof, it's faint stairs all in the boot
Don't really care what a bitch said
No sense of time when I'm in head
No sense my mind won't let me take time
To digest these times when I'm in bed

You ain't hearing what I said
You ain't hearing what I said
It's going round your head
Just pick your shit up I'm tryna go bed
I kilt this bitch with a small amount of led
You ain't hearing what I said
You ain't hearing what I said
It's going round your head
Just pick your shit up I'm tryna go bed
I kilt this bitch with a small amount of led

I didn't ask you for this
I only asked to take things slow
When you're not disappointed
Just hit my line just let me know
Cause I didn't promise you a thing
And you bitch with a bite that sings
Your far from a meal my teeth can't sink in a dish
That don't compliment my drink

I don't really got to tell you nothing
I don't really let them folks in
I don't really gotta show you my mind
I don't really gotta to tell you nothing

I don't really got to tell you nothing
I don't really let them folks in
I don't really gotta show you my mind
I don't really gotta to tell you nothing