Consequence, John Legend - Feel This Way lyrics

Now how we 'sposed to really
Carry on as a item
If you got more baggage than a carry-on item
And all you do is carry on
And try to ignite him
Which leads me to think that
You really don't like him
But let me find out that
She ain't into the kid
Man I tell her I'm from Tribe
So I Indian-give
Go while she gettin shoes with
The bag that matches
The only thing she gave me
I could wear are scratches
So now when I catch her out in NYC
I got a formula I use called XYZ
Cause she was 'sposed to be my ex
And I kept sayin why?
'Til I pulled up in that Z
Now I just drive by and say

What you makin that bass for? And
What you makin that face for?
I'm tired of you accusin' me
It's not the way it is supposed to be
There'll be days like that
There'll be days like this
When we start out mad, and we wind up pissed
Can we go and do that all day?
Now the only thing I can say is that I

Wish you could read my mind
Wish you could take some time
To listen to me, I wish you believed
And then you would see that I
I don't know what I ever did to you
To make you feel this way
I don't know what I ever did to you
To make you feel this way

Yeah yeah
Say they seen me here, and they seen me there
With a light-skinned girl with some wavy hair
Now you know that shit just ain't true
I would never do that to you
If that's the way you feel
You can play the field
And maybe then you'll see
That you'll never find a man like me
You'll be comin back I guarantee, and I

It's like down to two hands
When you dealin with 'Quence
Cause soon as I get right
That's when they get left

And the opposite sex say that
I'm a living legend
So of course the next step they
Wanna live with the legend

So now I got 'em Pledge'n
Like the furniture spray
Just to be with me at night
She try to murder the day

And I go further to say
That I created a monster
Sorta like the prostitute that
Played in Monster

Cause once she found out I
Had chicks on my roster
Her lip puffed up like
She's allergic to lobster

While we be slurpin' pasta at a table for two
All I hear is accusations 'bout
The things that I do

That I lie, that I cheat
About the dimes that I meet
Makin rounds in the street
Or out of town on the creep
So believe what you will
But what's revealed today
Is I ain't never tried to
Make you feel this way, word

Loving you, is all I want to do
But that's so hard to do
With the things you put me through
I said loving you, is all I want to do
But that's so hard to do
With the things you put me throughhhhhh

I don't know what I ever did to you
To make you feel this way
I don't know what I ever did to you
To make you feel this way