Your story does consist of many layers
The presence of a former love is not what I'm afraid of
I'm sensing some resentment
Sensing insecurities
About securing love through the use of kitchen utilities
Fear is in the back seat driving
Tryna pump the brakes, always fearful of colliding
Lust keeps turning up the heat
Hate is hating all the beats
Since summer in the back I hear a little girl crying out
I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down
I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down

Everybody's gonna have a say sooner or later
And you're 'bout to talk us
Through your peril as a ground manipulator
I'm sensing some resentment
Sensing insecurities
About securing love through the use of kitchen utilities
Fear is in the back seat driving
Tryna pump the brakes, always fearful of colliding
Lust keeps turning up the heat
Hate is hating all the beats
Since summer in the back I hear a little girl crying out
♪
I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down
I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down
♪
Loving always felt great, holding you is no mistake
If only you could listen my question wasn't said that way
I'm recommending down time, recommending separation
Separate desires on your palette of persuasion
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I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down
I can't love it if I can't cut it
If I can't cut it then I'm only gonna let you down