Comfortable - Bebe Rexha, Kranium

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

When was the last time that you called me beautiful?

I don’t need to hear it, but it’d be nice to know

And I don’t remember the last time I got off on ya

'Cause you get off on me, but I get off alone

You better give it to me when I want it

I shouldn’t have to ask for it

Give it to me when I want it

Yeah, yeah

So baby, tell me why you never buy me flowers no more?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable

Why you never wanna open my door?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’re getting too comfortable, comfortable

You nuh see seh mi a try

Please give mi a bly

Fi be di man weh me that suppose fi be

I can’t buy you a gift every single day

Baby trust mi, it a get to mi

You nuh see seh mi a try

Please give mi a blight

Fi be di man weh me that suppose fi be

I can’t buy you a gift every single day

Baby trust mi, it a get to mi

I treat you so damn good, yet you can’t see it

Worryin' 'bout things I haven’t done lately, yeah

Why you never buy me flowers no more?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable

Why you never wanna open my door?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’re getting too comfortable, comfortable

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (that's true)

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’re getting too comfortable, comfortable

Yeah, you’re getting a talk now

Boy, you better get it back now

Step it up, or you’re gonna have to step out right now

Better show me what you got now

Give me love, give me life

Better give it to me when I want it

I shouldn’t have to ask for it

Give it to me when I want it

Yeah, yeah

So baby, tell me why you never buy me flowers no more?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable

Why you never wanna open my door?

You’re getting comfortable

You’re getting too comfortable, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’re getting too comfortable, comfortable

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’re getting too comfortable, comfortable

Yeah, I bought you roses (I did)

Do all the things I’m supposed to do (open your eyes, baby)

Yeah, nothing that I do is good enough for you (oh, girl)

Baby, what you putting me through?