Love Is Trippy

A third party at a table for two I'm sorry I don't mean to intrude But it was me and you before you met her And all the love songs you wrote for me (You) stuck her name where mine used to be But my name in them fit the rhythm better I'd go if you had a ride And I'd smoke if you had a light And I fall every time for this But love is trippy like that Sometimes you think that you've got it Nobody's gonna trick you outta this one, baby But love will slip through your hands You never know how to hold it Control it, you're gripping It's tripping you up Says the woman who sings at the bar This is for you, you know who you are I was you once, looking for someone I never found She paints in a low smoky voice Pictures of bruises, bad days and boys And how they stood her up just to let her down She'd win if you were the prize (She) gives in to all of your lies She falls every time for this But love is trippy like that Sometimes you think that you've got it Nobody's gonna trick you outta this one, baby But love will slip through your hands You never know how to hold it Control it, you're gripping It's tripping you up For all of the girls who feel like they're overdressed Undersexed, starving for yesses or maybes Tired of always being ignored He might see the available chair Beside me, the invitation is there But I'm not the kind of scratch he's itching for I'd go if you had a ride I'd smoke if you had a light I fall every time for this But love is trippy like that Sometimes you think that you've got it Nobody's gonna trick you outta this one, baby But love will slip through your hands You never know how to hold it Control it, you're gripping It's tripping you up

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