What Is This

You leaving clothes at my crib
You talking bout me to friends
I can see just where we're headed, girl I feel it
I can feel this situationship just changing, tidal feeling
Titled to some other shit
Good sex makes more problems for us
I took you to so many places
We're heading out, we can't erase it
Feelings will always get in the way
Really don't matter where we sitting now, yeah
I fuck with you, and you fuck with me
I think we're both stuck in a melody
From the things we said, and the shit we did
How we gon fix it?

Maybe we want to or maybe we don't
Everything's different when we're all alone
Know we agreed to keep this shit so simple
Coming off break ups, and unstable mentals
You're not my girl, and I'm not your man
Baby, you know that this wasn't the plan
Please don't ask that fucking question
I could see it going like this

"What is this?"
"Is this a relationship?"
"Do we want to call it quits?" (yeah)
Getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real
Don't ask me, "What is this?" (whoa)
"Is this a relationship?"
"Do we want to call it quits?"
Getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real, yeah

Do we really want this?
You told me, "Don't catch feelings"
We hang out way too much
Lately, these things been feeling different
And baby, I'm feeling indifferent
You know I'm a Libra so it's all about balance
When I'm in the right mood, I don't wanna move
I could feel the mess piling up slowly
Washing all my clothes, and I see your shit in there with mine
Feeling that we're getting too close
Tell me, baby, what you wanna know
Should we just talk about it, or stay quiet?
A ticking time bomb, we crossing our wires
And I don't know which one to cut
Don't want this blowing up all in our faces
But...

Maybe we want to or maybe we don't
Everything's different when we're all alone
Know we agreed to keep this shit so simple
Coming off break ups, and unstable mentals
You're not my girl, and I'm not your man
Baby, you know that this wasn't the plan
Please don't ask that fucking question
I could see it going like this

"What is this?"
"Is this a relationship?"
"Do we want to call it quits?" (yeah)
Getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real
Don't ask me, "What is this?" (whoa)
"Is this a relationship?"
"Do we want to call it quits?"
Getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real
Yeah, it's getting too real, yeah