Information
Album Name
YOU
Artist
James Arthur
Genre
POP
Release Date
2019.10.18
Release Agency
Sony Music
Original

Treehouse (feat. Shotty Ho... - James Arthur, Ty Dolla $ign
I know you get tongue-tied
and you trip over your words
Spend all of your young life
on your tiptoes and it hurts
Feel like you break down
every other day
You know it's okay
not to be okay
Feels like you piss people
off whenever you talk
Tired of this tightrope
this tightrope you walk
Darling you're way
way too hard on yourself
I don't know why
why you don't ask for help
It doesn't mean
we're giving up the fight now
Everybody needs a place
to hide out hide out
Come come meet me
at my treehouse
Yeah we'll be blowing
sweet clouds
Yeah we can pretend
the world's just you and me
When the lights are out below us
Oh oh
You ever start to freak out
Freak out
Come meet me at my treehouse
We can forget the world
just you and me
Aw yeah it's alright
alright alright now
It's alright alright alright now
Ayy
It's alright alright
not to be alright
Alright alright alright
I know you have hopeless days
and sleepless nights
Ayy
You workin' a job
that you don't even like
And it got so dark
you can't see the lights
They don't know
what you feel inside
And I can't say that I do too
But I'd like to get to run this thing
Ayy
You can say what you feel too
if you need to
I ain't judgin' nah
I'm just wonderin'
when you're coming back
To this treehouse and this hideout
If you need a little time out
Smoke a little and just vibe out
Come come meet me
at my treehouse
Yeah we'll be blowing
sweet clouds
Yeah we can pretend
the world's just you and me
When the lights are out below us
Oh oh
You ever start to freak out
Freak out
Come meet me at my treehouse
We can forget the world
just you and me
Aw yeah it's alright
alright alright now
Ayy
Girl I wanna see you shinin'
Shinin'
Only the best for you
I cover you in diamonds
Diamonds
Matchin' Rollies
now we both got perfect timin'
Oh
You don't care
about the money
but now you smilin'
Makin' love on a beach
on a private island
Roll the gas up
watch the sun risin'
Hit the Louis store
pray they got both our sizes
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Come come meet me
at my treehouse
Yeah we'll be blowing
sweet clouds
Yeah we can pretend
the world's just you and me
When the lights are out below us
Oh oh
You ever start to freak out
Freak out
Come meet me at my treehouse
We can forget the world
just you and me
Aw yeah it's alright
alright alright now
You can say whatever you like
Ain't no judgin' up in this height
You can be who you are with you
It's alright alright alright now
It's alright alright alright now
It's alright alright alright now
It's alright alright alright now
It's alright alright alright now

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