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Yeah, I know she was stupid
Yeah, come on

Call my phone (Yeah)
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)
Call my phone
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)

Yeah, he don't want to call it quits
She don't want to call it quits
Even though they both been screaming
Both got reasons, yeah-yeah
Never turn your back on love
Been with you from the jump
Even though they both been screaming
Both got reasons, yeah-yeah
Every night, it's the same old thing
Fuck and fight, it's the same old thing
Wake up, make up, repeat
Both can dance, they put the blame on me
He be actin' so prideful, stop
She be actin' so prideful, stop
Wake up, make up, repeat
Both can dance, they put the blame on me

Call my phone (Yeah)
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)
Call my phone
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)

Yeah, they just won, seein' which one's gonna drop first
Doesn't matter 'cause they both got hurt, clockwork
Had they all over each other's sixes
No amount of blunts or Henny is gonna fix this
Get to the core of it, talk, start explorin' it
They so out of tune wit' each other, they ignorin' it
Actin' like the problems ain't there stick around outta fear
Of startin' over with someone and wastin' another year

Call my phone (Yeah)
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)
Call my phone
I don't want to text you anymore
I just want to stop this civil war, baby, please (Please)

And they try, they stuck through it, they cut through it
If that ain't work, they fuck through it
If that ain't work, they fuck through it
If that ain't work, they fuck through it