Matt Redd - Strangers XX [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I can take you... anywhere you wanna goooo/ as long as you wanna take it slow/ cause I ain't here get to home base on the first date/ maybe tell me all the things about you that I find cute, but will hate/ cause the more we chill the colder that we get to eachothers features to flaws and all the pet peeves that we let off the leash we went from always tryna please to choking eachother and begging for breathin/ from sqeezin in hugs to wheezin by smothering eachother in love to bothering eachother in untrust always tyrna one up eachother no mattter the dumb topic of disussion/ I remember the days where I could make you blush and now we don't go a single second without feelin flustered & frusterated/ mayday/ i'm havin problems with my laday

Now I know i've only known you for about a minute and twenty four seconds but hear me out because I bet that I could be the cynic that you love forever because i've loved you since you entered & desperate times call for desperate measures and you seem like the kinda girl I could talk about the weather with and be intregued girl we got all the elements it takes to be eachothers skeletons that we will regret/ I can't wait to hear all of the things that you'll say but "never meant" & I can't wait to wonder where the timing went


No matter how bad we don't want it to end I know it's tempting when were drunk on the thought that we could make amends, justify it with "baby, maybe we can just be friends" when we both know damn well that we could never pull that off when we have so many memories of pullin off eachothers shirts and then throwing dirt at our names we got too many years of history to be playing mindless games and fighting for victory when we both know there will never be a winner/ just somebody who could of been a little better to the other but we'll never admitt it but we'll also never quit it we'd rather finish off life together bitter
Girl I can't wait for the fights and the holes in the walls and the echo of the screaming through the halls but we go wit it cause it's the nightly protocol/ and the photos that we got might be all that we got so// don't forget all that we coulda been through... all that we coulda done, all that we coulda shoulda but didn't