Issues - Julia Michaels

Gotta get my anger out real quick Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I want a fucking wood Ch-Check my left wrist, aye, diamond on my watch Got my whole gang on your muhfuckin' block Got that fye with them, and they let that shit go Pop another perc for the fuckin' road Check my left wrist, aye, diamond on my watch Got my whole gang on your muhfuckin' block Got that fye with them, and they let that shit go Pop another perc for the fuckin' road Pussy talking shit on the internet Told that lil' boy, drop his addy, he not into that He said he had sticks, that's some cap, yeah, I'm sick of that My bro's, they ready to go, to blow off your dome, yuh Aye, and I'm a small kid with big bank Aye, your bitch hit my phone, and that's okay Only with my bro's, aye, not my foes, aye I'm with 4AM, he pouring up the fours, aye Ch-Check my left wrist, aye, diamond on my watch Got my whole gang on your muhfuckin' block Got that fye with them, and they let that shit go Pop another perc for the fuckin' road Check my left wrist, aye, diamond on my watch Got my whole gang on your muhfuckin' block Got that fye with them, and they let that shit go Pop another perc for the fuckin' road

Show me what you're worth Get up Facedown, thinking out loud He's so hardcore when he's running his mouth There's always gonna be that fucking guy You got a few things bottled up Jump on a couple bottles like double dutch Jäger got you faded when society's got you jaded How do you expect to grow When all you wanna do is break? It's time to let shit go And let the chorus play No, I don't wanna be tough I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough Don't wanna bottle this up The way you make me feel when you're around Tough guy dies a little inside This town might show no love But kid, you gotta wake up This is the real world And you're only hurting yourself When you spend every waking moment With your fingers crossed I don't think you can afford To set karma further in motion Go ahead No one cares Talk shit, you mean nothing Talk shit, you mean nothing No, I don't wanna be tough I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough Don't wanna bottle this up The way you make me feel when you're around Tough guy dies a little inside This town might show no love But no, I don't wanna be tough Ask me what I see in you I don't see nothing, I see right through You're transparent, I know you don't wanna hear it And I don't wanna be the person to slip up and hurt your feelings I guess they don't wanna say it to your face But I will 'cause somebody gotta put you in your place I'm not afraid to scream and shout And fr-fr-fr-fr-freak out and throw my hands up And l-let it out Punk bitch walking tall, like you got something to prove Nah, man, 'cause deep down you know it sucks to be you Stingray affliction Making small stabs in passing But the pain is bigger than it seems Stop holding me under and let me breathe Just let me breathe The pain is bigger than it seems, yeah A tough guy dies a little inside Just let me breathe The pain is bigger than it seems Stop holding me under and let me breathe

You've got that specialty But I've got some things you need Don't let your history steer your heart away 'Cause I ain't like those others, babe And you say you like the way I walk But trust me, baby, that ain't what I really want I want to show you who I truly am 'Cause I don't think you understand And I know you've been hurt, but girl, haven't we all You're protecting yourself from the gentlest soul I'm trustworthy Please trust me I've got integrity So let yourself get close to me I'll let you in on a secret, babe (secret, babe) Not all guys will cheat and lie to your face I'm still here, but can't stay for long I know my worth, and I'm moving on But please don't go and run away from me I'm not the kind of friend you want to lose And I know I could use another body around Who can think like I do And I know you've been hurt, but girl, haven't we all You're protecting yourself from the gentlest soul I'm trustworthy (I'm trustworthy) Please trust me I've got integrity So let yourself get close to me

Have you ever broken a bone? What was your teacher's name in third grade? Do you cry when movies hit home? Do you hate your family on holidays? Have you ever had an existential crisis? Have you ever really had a lover like this? Tell me everything, I want your history 'Cause we could be history in the making Tell me everything, talk to me honestly 'Cause we could be history in the making At what age did you have sex? Did you have a teenage phase with cigarettes? Do you ever miss your ex? Do you have a fear of dying with a long list of regrets? A million things you never said? Does it keep you up? Are you thinkin' 'bout it when we lay in bed? Tell me everything, I want your history 'Cause we could be history in the making Tell me everything, talk to me honestly 'Cause we could be history in the making Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha