Ifhy Song Lyrics by Tyler, the Creator
I never would’ve thought thatFeelings could get thrown in the air‘Cause I accidentally caught thatI need some new boxing gloves, shit got hectic whenever I fought backFor example, ten minutes can’t go past without you brushing my thoughtsThat’s fourteen forty a day so I’ll say a hundred and forty four timesI think about you or something like thatLost match, the fucking thought of you with somebody elseI don’t like that cellular convos getting left in the wrong‘Cause I get so fucking mad when you don’t write backThis isn’t a song I just happen to rhyme when I get emoAnd find time to write facts (fuck)I love you
(Can we add some more color, um, like, some more, yellow?Yeah, that’s good)
I fucking hate youBut I love youI’m bad at keeping my emotions bubbledYou’re good at being perfectWe’re good at being troubledYeah
I fucking hate youBut I love youI’m bad at keeping my emotions bubbledYou’re good at being perfectWe’re good at being troubledYeah
Girl you fucking with my emotionsThe fuck is all this noise about?I even considered picking up smokingYou turned to a bitch, who let the dogs out?But in my dog houseMy bitch is the raddestCrazy who makes me the happiestCan make me the saddestLook, AliceLet’s get lost in your wonder-er-land, fuck an atlasYou’re perfectly perfect for meWhat the fuck is this, practice?Actually, if you even consider leavingI’ll lose a couple screws in due time, I’ll stop breathingAnd you’ll see the meaning of stalkingWhen I pop out the dark to find youAnd that new dude that you’re seeing with an attitudeThen proceed to fuck up your eveningMake sure you never meet again like goddamn vegans‘Cause when I hear your name, I cannot stop cheesingI love you so much that my heart stops beating when you’re leavingAnd I’m grieving and my heart starts bleedingLife without you has no goddamn meaningSorry I’m passive aggressive for no goddamn reasonIt’s that my mood change like these goddamn seasonsI’ll fall for you, but I love you
I’m bad at keeping my emotions bubbledYou’re good at being perfectWe’re good at being troubledYeah
The sky is falling, girl, let’s try to catch itThe sky is falling, girl, let’s try to catch itThe sky is falling, girl, let’s try to catch it tonightThe sky is falling, girl, let’s try to catch itThe sky is falling, girl, let’s try to catch itThe sky is falling, bitch, let’s try to catch it tonight, come on
Come on babyEven though I hate youI still love youI love youAnd Salem I knowI’m passive aggressive (I’m sorry, fuck)(Come here)I like when we hold hands(You’re the best around)See I get jealous (fuck)And if I see that nigga (if I see him)I just might kill him (look)(Look, I wanna strangle you, till you stop breathing)Love, love, love(Spend the rest of my life, looking for air)(So you can breathe, or we can die together, you and me)(Fuck, look)I’m in love (love)I’m in love (love)
I fucking hate youBut I love youI’m bad at keeping my emotions bubbledYou’re good at being perfectWe’re good at being troubledYeah
Yo, so why is Samuel such a fucking dick?He isn’t such a badass actuallyHe’s only here because he ran awayBecause some shit happened back, home he’s actually a dweebYo, what happened?