Circles (feat. Omar Tyree)

These days can't get in touch with you I'm callin and textin but nothing going through Talkin and talkin but can't get through to you Said we moving forward still looking through the rearview Girl I'm calling your name like Bueller Bueller I'm searching but don't know where you are Had a diamond but didn't know your worth Never been in love said I was your first Girl I'm so tired Tired of going round in these circles Girl I'm so tired Tired of going round in these circles Round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round we go Every time I think of you I wonder do you think of me too Should we stay Should we go I don't know Girl I'm so confused Remember when you first met my momma You were so nervous Really wanted her to like you Now you don't even care if it's worth it We both said things We didn't mean Things change that's the way it seems Wonder what you think of When it's me you see Shallow conversations when the pains so deep Girl I'm so tired Tired of going round in these circles Round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round we go Round and round we go These relationships are 360 degrees And it's all about how we love and grow That allows these relationships to grow with us As we spin around in these different circles Of our various emotions Thinking about how we've all been let down While we drag our baggage around behind us With no wheels scratching up the concrete With the nerve racking sound of irritation That shoot straight from the soul Like Clint Eastwood's long pistol So here we go again At the crossroads with all of our confusions You act as if you don't want a man Whenever we're caught holding hands Out in public Only for you to arrive back at home After your long nights out on the town With your girlfriends You come in and request the magic stick On demand Yeah We've been all through these cycles with women Where your head and heart are both exposed with no clothes on So you set your bags and shoes at the front door With an Uber on the way to get you As we both perform our silent goodbyes I look into your eyes now And see nothing but anger Where did the love go So just do one favor before That front door hits your back Drop my keys on the table Including the keychain with the hearts on it And don't call me back I'm done