Boy’s a liar Pt. 2 - PinkPantheress & Ice Spice

Verse 1:

Take a look inside your heart
Is there any room for me (Is there any room for me?)
I won't have to hold my breath
Till you get down on one knee (Till you get down on one knee)
Because you only want to hold me
When I'm looking good enough (When I'm looking good enough)
Did you ever feel me?
Would you ever picture us? (Would you ever picture us?)

Verse 2: 

Every time I pull my hair
Well, it's only out of fear (Only out of fear)
That you'll find me ugly
And one day you'll disappear because
What's the point of crying?
It was nеver even lovе (It was never even love)
Did you ever want me?
Was I ever good enough? (Ever good enough?)

Chorus: 

The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy
The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Post-Chorus: 

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough

Verse 3:

He say that I'm good enough, grabbin' my duh-duh-duh
Thinkin' 'bout shit that I shouldn't have (Huh)
So I tell him there's one of me, he makin' fun of me (Ha-ha)
His girl is a bum to me (Grrah)
Like that boy is a cap
Sayin' he home, but I know where he at, like
Bet he blowin' her back
Thinkin' 'bout me 'cause he know that ass fat (Damn)
And it been what it been (Huh)
Callin' his phone like, "Yo, send me a pin"
Duckin' my shit, 'cause he know what I'm on (Grrah)
But when he hit me I'm not gon' respond (Grrah)
But I don't sleep enough without you
And I can't eat enough without you (Huh)
If you don't speak, does that mean we're through? (Huh)
Don't like sneaky shit that you do (Grrah)

Chorus: 

The-the boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy
The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar
He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Post-Chorus:

Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough
Good eno-o-ough, good eno-o-ough

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