Losing Count - Hades

Somehow the pieces ended up everywhere

I can’t believe already shooting the flare

You’re still thinking we’re less like a Rolex watch

I remember when time felt like you were stuck

How many rounds until we’re tired

From throwing flames into the fire

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

Can’t ever find the words to say

So you’re like: ‘No one can walk away'

You’re still the prob'

I’m still the prob'

Babe, at, you

Can’t go nowhere

‘cause I’m stuck to you

If I got paid every time we drank shit

I’d be filthy rich

And spend it all on you

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

You’re losing count

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

You’re losing count

Somehow the pieces ended up everywhere

I can’t believe already shooting the flare

You’re still thinking we’re less like a Rolex watch

I remember when time felt like you were stuck

How many rounds until we’re tired

From throwing flames into the fire

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

Can’t ever find the words to say

So you’re like: ‘No one can walk away'

You’re still the prob'

I’m still the prob'

Babe, at, you

Can’t go nowhere

‘cause I’m stuck to you

If I got paid every time we drank shit

I’d be filthy rich

And spend it all on you

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

You’re losing count

I’m losing count

You’re losing count

You’re losing count