Tom MacDonald - Handled lyrics

Girl you really had me
Girl you really had me like that
I was in and out the city
And every time I’d fly back
Girl you handled that for real, girl
You handled that for real, yeah
You handled that for real
But I’m going back to Los Angeles
So fuck how you feel

Imma show her the opposite of what she heard
I’m different now, i got honest and I got
Tired of people gettin’ hurt
I wanna give her something to believe in
I wanna give her more than a weekend, fucked
Up, late night sex on the couch, no feelins
I wanna make love to remember

As long as we drunk and in love and
Together it’s cool and I’m down for whatever
I’m down for whatever, I’m with it
I'm down for whatever, I’m with it
I’m down for whatever, I’m with it
She with it, I got her
She get it so fuck everybody that’s trippin’
I’ll prove all the bullshit
My exes are sayin’
Could change and everything still
Could be different

Uh, she got too real, it was crazy
She got too sexy to tame
She got so far off of our hands
I got too beat up to stay
Now I’m leavin’ on a one way
I’ll be on that runway
You’ll be somewhere I will never
Be again, hangin’ out with people
I won’t see again
Dealin’ with emotions I won’t feel again
Trust me girl, I mean it when I say

Girl you really had me
Girl you really had me like that
I was in and out the city
And every time I’d fly back
Girl you handled that for real, girl
You handled that for real, yeah
You handled that for real
But I’m going back to Los Angeles
So fuck how you feel

She needs me
Even after sayin’ that she never call again
The phone rings and it’s her
She really wanna leave on good
Terms, but we haven’t before
I don’t think she’ll ever learn
I still think about it, mainly when I try to
Go for coffee with a girl I never met
Dunno why but it’s awkward
I guess I’m still afraid of whatever
Women are made of and
I doubt that I could handle
Another similar breakup so

So I’m looking for a different type
A late night with them city lights, yeah
Cause girl, you had that thing for real
But I don’t want that thing for real
She got too bad on the weekends
Can you put yourself in my shoes?
I ended up with policemen giving
Me all the bad news

Now I’m leavin’ on a one way
I’ll be on that runway
You’ll be somewhere I will never be again
Hangin’ out with people I won’t
See again, dealin’ with emotions I won’t
Feel again trust me girl
I mean it when I say

Girl you really had me
Girl you really had me like that
I was in and out the city
And every time I’d fly back
Girl you handled that for real, girl
You handled that for real, yeah
You handled that for real
But I’m going back to Los Angeles
So fuck how you feel girl you really had me
Girl you really had me like that
I was in and out the city
And every time I’d fly back
Girl you handled that for real, girl
You handled that for real, yeah
You handled that for real
But I’m going back to Los Angeles
So fuck how you feel