Letra de Critical Condition
Tried to love you back together
And in the process, tore myself apart
I thought that I could make you better
And in the process, tore myself apart
I thought that I could make you better
But if it's meant to be, it shouldn't be this hard
Every time I see you, see you
Intuition tripping, it go wee-ooh, wee-ooh
Sound the alarm
All your red flags look normal in a red room
Developing feelings of resentment
Asking for forgiveness, not permission
What would you do in my position?
I'm in critical condition
All is fair in love and war (Love and war)
But now it's critical, critical
Am I wrong for wanting more?
Am I being too critical, critical?
Right now, I look unreal, look a Barbie
Nails done, I'm 'bout to head to the party
Drop dead, red rum and Bacardi
I'm fashionably late, bitch, I'm tardy
I won't key your car with my car keys
But I might hop on a flight with your homies
Right now, you wish you did what you didn't do
I'm not interested in what you didn't do
Every time I see you, see you
Intuition tripping, it go wee-ooh, wee-ooh
Sound the alarm
All your red flags look normal in a red room
Developing feelings of resentment
Asking for forgiveness, not permission
What would you do in my position?
I'm in critical condition
All is fair in love and war (In love and war)
But now it's critical, critical (Now it's critical)
Am I wrong for wanting more? (Am I wrong? Am I wrong?)
Am I being too critical, critical? (Am I being too critical?)
All is fair in love and war (In love and war)
But now it's critical, critical (Ooh, yeah)
Am I wrong for wanting more? (Am I wrong for wanting more?)
Am I being too critical, critical? (Hey, ooh)
Right now, I look unreal, look a Barbie
Nails done, I'm 'bout to head to the party
Drop dead, red rum and Bacardi
I'm fashionably late, bitch, I'm tardy
(Barbie)
(Party)
(Bacardi)
(Lost my phone, shit)
Every time I see you, see you
Intuition tripping, it go wee-ooh, wee-ooh
Sound the alarm
All your red flags look normal in a red room
Developing feelings of resentment
Asking for forgiveness, not permission
What would you do in my position?
I'm in critical condition
All is fair in love and war (Love and war)
But now it's critical, critical
Am I wrong for wanting more?
Am I being too critical, critical?
Right now, I look unreal, look a Barbie
Nails done, I'm 'bout to head to the party
Drop dead, red rum and Bacardi
I'm fashionably late, bitch, I'm tardy
I won't key your car with my car keys
But I might hop on a flight with your homies
Right now, you wish you did what you didn't do
I'm not interested in what you didn't do
Every time I see you, see you
Intuition tripping, it go wee-ooh, wee-ooh
Sound the alarm
All your red flags look normal in a red room
Developing feelings of resentment
Asking for forgiveness, not permission
What would you do in my position?
I'm in critical condition
All is fair in love and war (In love and war)
But now it's critical, critical (Now it's critical)
Am I wrong for wanting more? (Am I wrong? Am I wrong?)
Am I being too critical, critical? (Am I being too critical?)
All is fair in love and war (In love and war)
But now it's critical, critical (Ooh, yeah)
Am I wrong for wanting more? (Am I wrong for wanting more?)
Am I being too critical, critical? (Hey, ooh)
Right now, I look unreal, look a Barbie
Nails done, I'm 'bout to head to the party
Drop dead, red rum and Bacardi
I'm fashionably late, bitch, I'm tardy
(Barbie)
(Party)
(Bacardi)
(Lost my phone, shit)
