Bebe Rexha

comfortable

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

When was the last time that you called me beautiful?
I don't need to hear it, but it'd be nice to know
And I don't remember the last time I got off on ya
'Cause you get off on me, but I get off alone

You better give it to me when I want it
I shouldn't have to ask for it
Give it to me when I want it
Yeah, yeah

So baby, tell me why you never buy me flowers no more?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable
Why you never wanna open my door?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're getting too comfortable, comfortable

You nuh see seh mi a try
Please give mi a bly
Fi be di man weh me that suppose fi be
I can't buy you a gift every single day
Baby trust mi, it a get to mi
You nuh see seh mi a try
Please give mi a blight
Fi be di man weh me that suppose fi be
I can't buy you a gift every single day
Baby trust mi, it a get to mi

I treat you so damn good, yet you can't see you
Worryin' 'bout things I haven't done lately, yeah

So baby, tell me why you never buy me flowers no more?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable
Why you never wanna open my door?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're getting too comfortable, comfortable
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (that's true)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're getting too comfortable, comfortable

Yeah, you're getting a talk now
Boy, you better get it back now
Step it up, or you're gonna have to step out right now
Better show me what you got now
Give me love, give me life

Better give it to me when I want it
I shouldn't have to ask for it
Give it to me when I want it
Yeah, yeah

So baby, tell me why you never buy me flowers no more?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable
Why you never wanna open my door?
You're getting comfortable
You're getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're getting too comfortable, comfortable
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're getting too comfortable, comfortable

Yeah, I bought you roses (I did)
Do all the things I'm supposed to do (open your eyes, baby)
Yeah, nothing that I do is good enough for you (oh, girl)
Baby, what you putting me through?