She Swear I'm Colorblind (feat. billy woods) - Open Mike Eagle/Kenny Segal/billy woods
Lyrics by：Michael W. Eagle II
Composed by：Michael W. Eagle II
Produced by：Kenny Segal
Seeing your tongue something's off
On the same page so I thought
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Some reason shit got twisted
Told me it was all my fault she said
"Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love"
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
One two
She said my rental color's dark blue
I said I thought it look kinda green
Hotel room registration form
Gotta fill it out to get the key
She used to say when we argued
It was hard to see us as a"we"
What I'm supposed to do
If I disagree with the shit you think about me?
You can see the homie is a threat
If I remember shit that you forget
Don't recognize you off cocaine
Didn't know you smoked cigarettes
Didn't know that we was insecure
That we would fall apart every time I went on tour
And I could walk five hundred miles
Still wouldn't be no cure
Medicine for a codependency
Still looking for the remnants seven-ten split
Rolled a gutter ball for sure
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Pay attention when I talk
Pay attention when I talk love
Miranda might go silent
Right or wrong backpedal like Revis Island
A quiet afternoon amidst the throng
A beautiful day spent together alone
A sleigh pulled through the snow
The air clean and cold
Now you can hear yourself think
Think
Think
Wash dishes scour the sink
The kitchen gleam like a ice rink
I can see my breath over supper
We talked but you could hear a pin drop
Taut as a slingshot in this motherfucker
Everything is ink blots
Currents under still waters
Heavy ring of keys try every door in the fortress
Footfalls echo ahead of the lamplight
Blue flame out the gas pipe
Barely hissing it's hard to listen when it's like this
It's louder than a prison
It's everyday things fashioned into weapons
It's everyday guessing
It's glimpses from a window
It's fingers stuck in ears when everything crescendo
