The Heart Wants [prod. D​/​Will]

from Central Standard Time by Stik Figa

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Yea, Seventy-Eight point Five radio,
with the boy, this the quiet storm,
D/Will with me,
we wanna ask our listeners one question

[Chorus]

Is it love? Is it love?
Or the idea of being in love,
and when it's tough,
and when it's tough,
is that same love even enough.
Where the love? What's love?
Cause I really don't see it as much.
I got love, I got love, I'm just hoping that that's reason enough.

I'm saying, can we pick up where we left off?
That part where you taking your dress off?
Running from the D girl you bet not,
morning came couldn't rest in the wet spot.
I thought it started of innocuous,
she was low key ain't looking for an audience,
but still, she had a quiet confidence,
I offered her a shot of Henn,
she probably thinking "Not Again"
By the nights end it's "OHHH Boy you ought to quit"
We touching on topics like God and politics,
she bought a Prius wishes that she got a Benz,
heading out the back but forgetting that she brought her friend.
Started off hot, on love seats and ottomans,
now it's gone cold on the couch, what the problem is?
On again off again, home is where the drama is,
trying to be honest with these memories and monuments.

[Chorus]
So now there's knots in my stomach must be something I ate,
not what's between your legs babe but what's on my plate,
I'm sorry, not sorry, I'm not one for the chase,
another pointless exercise got me running in place.
Happens to the best of us, happens to worst of us,
broad daylight with a Mag light on search for love,
fall on deaf ears, some say they've heard enough,
and this for last call, when you done turning up.
Communication be the root of a lot of it,
signals get mixed, getting crossed and can't comprehend,
drifting apart, it wasn't ever obvious,
so now you stepping out forgetting the consequence.
Broken promises making the love posthumous,
with betrayl in the air and she caught a whiff,
needed proof at the clinic with the documents,
got burned and the test read positive.
This for the ladies that know that they deserve better,
want a confidant, a lover and protector,
to a cold heavy heart where these words tethered,
asked for more effort, but got Chanel leather,
that ain't love

[Chorus]

Where the love at? (repeat to fade)

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from Central Standard Time, released January 27, 2017

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