On and Off
[Intro: Leyone Tracks]
I don’t know what I did right
But we survived in the day until midnight
And before we got here we’d have been tight
I don’t know what a good night with you woulda been like
An invite to get in fights, talkin' 'bout all that he said bullshit
Talkin' 'bout all the weight that she ain’t pullin'
And other people looking like we ain’t fooling them
Like you don’t care about staying in love, but you pretend

[Verse 1: Leyone Tracks]
You say your need space, but talkin' 'bout moving in
You said you’d never cheat but then who’s your friend
I’m not jumping to conclusions when clues can end on
Seeing you tomorrow or feeling like I’d been wrong
I know you’re saying that nobody is perfect
But when your body’s getting involved then it’s probably worth it
It’d be dope if we’d forget about it
But that option isn’t popping, and I’d rather say to you to be honest

[Hook]
You can’t come with me; we can’t make this work
Every night I blow, this is my own dirt
But on an off night, we’re
*on and off like*(x6)
[Verse 2: Leyone Tracks]
See I don’t play the blame game when I don’t have to
If I was another man, I’d probably have to grab you
Naw, fuck it I still see that attitude
Like going behind my back was something that you had to do
You’re crying, bitching, lying, complaining
Gosh, you’re now here tryna explain it
But saying the same shit, kinda repetitive
It’s time to break this off cuz there’s timing for everything
Whoa, the conversation’s going backwards
We’re going back and forth about who gets the last word
Cuz we both know the answer but we fight about it like it really matters when, We’re acting childish like Billy Madison
Adamant Adam and Eve, tryna see who’s really mad as can be
And we don’t think about how bad it would seem
If at the end of the night, if one of us is having to leave
SO...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Leyone Tracks]
It’s the last verse and I’m still kinda mixed up
You’re still tryna figure out who done did what
But you don’t need to flip, this needless shit, its nothing but an ego trip
So what’s done is done under the bridge, looking out for number one, not number two
Didn’t I say I’m done with you, stop talking what you come to do
Realize what you come to lose, yeah I thought so
You’re still holding onto feelings saying not so
And you’re holding on me like dirty laundry
I’m on ease, you call me, I’m not talking
An army of your things are now piled up
In a little place I’m calling my heart
Bigger before you plucked the strings like a fallen guitar
It’s hard to get far when I’m marking the scar
But the past is for a reason, and I think that I’ll get on for tomorrow
PEACE...
[Hook]