After 7 — Ready Or Not | караоке з текстом пісні

Left my good shoes at your door on Monday. Didn't ask, just knew you'd keep 'em safe. You make that face when I say "I'm fine," you know I'm not. You don't fix it. You just move my hair out my face. My phone been blowin' up all day. Group chat, work chat, you text, "You good?" at four thirty-three. Didn't answer 'til now 'cause I wanted to say it right, mm, not in a text. I been good at leavin', real good at bein' gone. You the first piece that don't feel boring. That's newww. After seven. Ready or not, I'm comin' over. No plans, no filter, hair up, shoulders cold. If you want it perfect, I'm not, but I'm sober about this, about us. After seven. Ready or not, boy, I'm outside. In your tee, my size, in one porch light. You don't gotta say the right thing, just say it's fine. Ready or not, I'm yours tonight. You left the passenger seat back how I like it. Said I just left it there, liar. You remember how I take my coffee. You remember my mother's name. You listen like you actually wanna know. I hate love songs, they all lie a little. They make it sound easy like fallin' at Landon. This ain't fallin', this is me parkin' and standin'. After seven. Ready or not, I'm comin' over. No plans, no filter, hair up, shoulders cold. If you want it perfect, I'm not, but I'm sober about this, about us. After seven. Ready or not, boy, I'm outside. In your tee, my size, in one porch light. You don't gotta say the right thing, just say it's fine. Ready or not, I'm yours tonight. Ready or not, ready or not. I'm not good at waitin', so I'm pullin' up. Ready or not, ready or not. Door open, I'm comin' up. I'm not ready to be somebody's wife, but I am ready to be yours tonight and tomorrow, if you let me. If you're scared, be scared with me. After seven, that's when we honest. After seven. Ready or not, I'm comin' over. Takeout cold, TV on, don't even watch. If your hand on my knee while I'm rantin' 'bout my boss, that's love, that's it, that's all I want. After seven. Ready or not, boy, I'm outside. Don't need a ring, just need you look me in the eyes and say, "Yeah, yeah, you mine." Ready or not, I'm yours. My shoes still at your door. Keep 'em. I'm comin' back.