• DISTRACTIONS - Jazz Cartier

Yeah

I can’t get comfortable now

I still feel the ups and the downs

You are my everything, you are my-

Go on for multiple rounds

You was the beat to my drums

And you held it down on the ones

This shit was never amusing

The highest regret I abused it

You’ve been on the tip of my tongue

I still feel your smoke in my lungs

I was the one with the funds

And you were the one with the fun

Backwoods after long shifts

We ain’t airing dirty laundry

Memories that have since faded

Try to find where we went wrong

Where the train stopped, where we get off

If we got off, if you still on

If I’m still here, will you still call?

Am I still needed?

Have you moved on?

With a new one or a few ones

Am I too late?

Is it past due?

Do you pray for me?

If you had to?

If you got married, would you still love me like you once did?

If I asked you, would you say yes?

If it’s too much, say less, say less (say less)

See, you wasn’t 'bout attraction (no, no, no, no, no)

You were more of a distraction (no, no, no, no, no)

I still had to make it happen (no, no, no, no, no)

But now you got me moving backwards (no, no, no, no, no)

See, you wasn’t 'bout attraction (no, no, no, no, no)

You were more of a distraction (no, no, no, no, no)

I still had to make it happen (no, no, no, no, no)

But now you got me moving backwards (no, no, no, no, no)

Say yes, say less

Say less, say less, yeah

Say less, ayy

Say less, ayy