New Sport

Lyrics
[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens] You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (No pressure, but it's getting late) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? (Don't owe me nothing, I'm just saying) You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (I think about us everyday) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? The shots keep going back and forth Feels like we found a new sport (New sport) [Verse 1: Jordan Stephens & Harley Alexander-Sule] I never knew then, love's never new when I'm loving too soon, I'm loving through wounds I was sad at night once in a blue moon Ended up getting sad hoping we could bloom too Two hearts, one chance, red flags in our faces Made it out like we were blown away, but the spaces appeared, man There were voids in the shallow Turned out we were just joint at the shadow Poisoning arrows, run, Forrest, run Can't trust words coming off a burnt tongue And some-some-sometimes sex ain't the answer It's just another way to stay numb I know things different with the new match Makes me wonder why we even thought that we could do that I guess we had to learn what not to do and not to do that For a long time I was far away but then I flew back [Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens] You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (No pressure, but it's getting late) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? (Don't owe me nothing, I'm just saying) You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (I think about us everyday) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? The shots keep going back and forth Feels like we found a new sport (New sport) [Verse 2: Jordan Stephens] I can feel this in my gut, this doesn't hit the same A thousand orchids on the rug, I'm stuck in wheels of shame I Googled codependency and found familiar claims I'll be real we've got to cut these stems and start again Uh, yo, I don't wanna be a menace But this love means nothing I ain't speaking 'bout I'm on my way to a spiritual zenith If I can just stop breaking at the point when you deliver a sentence I'm being inauthentic, to myself I needed love, I'm in a well Now I need help, now I need help Oh well, oh well [Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens] You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (No pressure, but it's getting late) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? (Don't owe me nothing, I'm just saying) You wouldn't lie to me would you honey? (I think about us everyday) You wouldn't lie to me would you sugar? The shots keep going back and forth Feels like we found a new sport (New sport)
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Credits
- Writers
- Alexander Wells
- Harley Alexander-Sule
- Jordan Stephens
- Peter Hill