Wayside (feat. Micah Gentle)

How come people throw me on the wayside How come people throw me on the wayside We're on the same team, fighting for the same side Just fighting for the same side Half of my heart is made of stone And all of yours is made of gold I can't tell you what I know Girl, all that I wanna know is How come people throw me on the wayside How come people throw me on the wayside We're on the same team, fighting for the same side Just fighting for the same side Ay, thrown on the wayside Bottle up emotions I've been dealing it my whole life Focus on my heart, baby, you can see the hole right Baby, who am I to you I've been thinking 'bout it all night I don't even wanna know Do you wanna stay with me? I feel you wanna go I ask if she wants it, she says, I don't really know So I guess I know how it's gon end You gon hit my celly with the drunk text Then I'll end up saying something that'll make you upset Then we'll end up arguing like, baby, aren't you obsessed with me Not your new boyfriend Girl I know This would be better if I watched it from the side And you're the only one that I could come to and confide Face in the sheets when I left you that night Half of my heart is made of stone And all of yours is made of gold I can't tell you what I know Girl, all that I wanna know is How come people throw me on the wayside How come people throw me on the wayside We're on the same team, fighting for the same side Just fighting for the same side I fell in love with a girl from the east side And she kissing on my lips at the seaside Blue coupe, no roof, see the street signs Then we pulled up to the ocean, did a deep dive, yeah She chillin' on my lap Yeah, she stole my heart, but I don't ever want it back And she be hella hot, so I ate her like a snack She know I'm the one, cause she want me like a plaque And I did it dolo, bitches, I got solo Motherfuckers hit me up and askin' for a promo We making out, in the back of the cab Give me lap, baby girl, you're the best that I ever had Your hair, your eyes Everything about you, fine And you're mine And I still wonder why you chose me as your guy Half of my heart is made of stone And all of yours is made of gold I can't tell you what I know Girl, all that I wanna know is (ooh) How come people throw me on the wayside How come people throw me on the wayside We're on the same team, fighting for the same side Just fighting for the same side