Testo di Paola Pretti

I got to know, got to know, got to know now Girl, I We drink like it’s anointed liquor I see you got your hands full, pointin' fingers I'm just tryin' to figure out If it’s a broom that you flew in on 'Cause I'm tryin' to break you out So I'm not the one to be goin' in on Flick on enlightenment Why don’t you try this shit? 'Cause every time I try you end up fightin' it Phone calls full of black holes and white flags I put you first so you might last Just gimme a sec Is this love Is this love Is this love Is this love That I'm feelin'? Is this love Is this love Is this love Is this love That I'm feelin'? I wanna know, ah, na, na, no Throw my cards on your table Yeah I told you I was all in right? You bluffed once and didn’t think twice But I'm not the type to fold a hand You say it's the Beetles, me, and 2Pac I gotta hold your hand to keep your head up Oh, oh, oh I'm willing and able To be everything You say you feel it But little did I know About the lies you were concealin' Now the truth comes out And all hell breaks loose When the goose comes out Or better yet tequila mixed with all your pride And your anger But you feelin' like a stranger when you sober So drink up and let me get closer, fuck Is this love Is this love Is this love Is this love That I'm feelin'? Is this love Is this love Is this love Is this love That I'm feelin'? I wanna know, ah, na, na, no