Kyori the Okapi, Hajime Hotta - S.A.D. Song Lyrics

What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Y'all leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
You're like: BOOM, hit them all in disgust
Ghost these peeps, leave them all in the dust
You could've spared that soul, but you did it for your ego
Acting all cold, and you don't think it's lethal
But you ain't evil, you just don't know what you want
You're still picky, and go about it nonchalant
"Is you talking?"
Y'all still flirt but you claiming they a confidant
There goes all their confidence
And I could never really offer sense when y'all only take dimes
"I just know I'm a find mines, real soon"
Let's rewind a sec, your heart's about to meet doom
And we all assume things
Like we finna free fall into open arms and not use wings
And think they're the one for ring
But none of y'all were ever down for them short queens or kings
What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
You say you're baby, but acting like a baboon
Trying to fork, but you ain't even got a little spoon
Or a big spoon, whichever it is
You want somebody mature, so you could act like a kid
And to carry you in League, but you think they be out of yours
An auction only good for getting you ghosted more (Uh)
You get clout, but you don't get a date, just a lot more doubt
But I gotta be honest, y'all hard to ask out
A broken heart really be feeling like gout
Watch out for the curve
But there's a lot of us here that be heading that route
It's called the "friend zone", and no one's immune
This here's a S.A.D. Song, a tune to simp to
So when you shoot your shot and their shoulder's cold
Just wait for your brain to say "I told you so"
What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
Break it down, Joey

What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Y'all leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
You're like: BOOM, hit them all in disgust
Ghost these peeps, leave them all in the dust
You could've spared that soul, but you did it for your ego
Acting all cold, and you don't think it's lethal
But you ain't evil, you just don't know what you want
You're still picky, and go about it nonchalant
"Is you talking?"
Y'all still flirt but you claiming they a confidant
There goes all their confidence
And I could never really offer sense when y'all only take dimes
"I just know I'm a find mines, real soon"
Let's rewind a sec, your heart's about to meet doom
And we all assume things
Like we finna free fall into open arms and not use wings
And think they're the one for ring
But none of y'all were ever down for them short queens or kings
What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
You say you're baby, but acting like a baboon
Trying to fork, but you ain't even got a little spoon
Or a big spoon, whichever it is
You want somebody mature, so you could act like a kid
And to carry you in League, but you think they be out of yours
An auction only good for getting you ghosted more (Uh)
You get clout, but you don't get a date, just a lot more doubt
But I gotta be honest, y'all hard to ask out
A broken heart really be feeling like gout
Watch out for the curve
But there's a lot of us here that be heading that route
It's called the "friend zone", and no one's immune
This here's a S.A.D. Song, a tune to simp to
So when you shoot your shot and their shoulder's cold
Just wait for your brain to say "I told you so"
What do you really know about love?
And why you talk game when you ain't cuffed?
Leading them on (On) SAD all day
Then finna get mad when you get played
Hit with the same ol' DM and it goes nowhere
You complaining that it's no fair
Then don't care about the ones who got a crush on ya
Tell them "hush" and never try to discuss
Break it down, Joey