It`s my arms that wrap you up nice
It`s my arms, it`s my arms baby
Small rooms with record exec types
Whisper away my future lately
I`ll introduce you to producers
I`ll write your songs and make them way damn shorter
Chorus:
I`m so confused
This industry has made me cold
I trusted you to make me shine bright
This is almost getting old
Shock me with fear it`s taking longer
Blood sweat and years will make me way damn stronger
It`s my words that fail to give insight
I blame you, blame me baby
Chorus
It suits me just fine
This is the package I`m sending
These are the clothes that I`m wearing
These are the words that I`m saying
These are the notes that they`re playing
I`ll introduce you to producers
I`ll write your songs and make them way damn shorter
Chorus
And it suits me just fine