More songs by Tiwa Savage
Description
Producer: Henry Was
Producer: Jack Siegz
Composer: Henry Was
Composer: Jack Siegz
Lyricist: Demi LaVoyce Hairston
Lyricist: Tiwatope Savage
Lyrics and translation
Original
You're just like my ex-love and probably like the next one.
I never gave you all anything but love.
Why do the boys I love always take my kindness for weakness?
Oh, and leave me in pieces, but I will always get back up and try again 'cause this ain't the ending or the beginning.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first, you're just the worst. They all want peace 'til they get me.
To fill them up until I'm empty.
Then I'm thrown away, thrown away. Leaving me alone to unpack.
Why'd I let you do me like that?
Shame on me, I shoulda known better.
But I will always get back up and try again 'cause this ain't the ending or the beginning.
You,
I,
I'll grow from this concrete garden, end it all and start again. Had broken hearts before.
Yours really tore me open, hurt me to my core.
You're not the ending or the beginning.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first, you're just the worst.
English translation
You're just like my ex-love and probably like the next one.
I never gave you all anything but love.
Why do the boys I love always take my kindness for weakness?
Oh, and leave me in pieces, but I will always get back up and try again 'cause this ain't the ending or the beginning.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first, you're just the worst. They all want peace 'til they get me.
To fill them up until I'm empty.
Then I'm thrown away, thrown away. Leaving me alone to unpack.
Why'd I let you do me like that?
Shame on me, I shoulda known better.
But I will always get back up and try again 'cause this ain't the ending or the beginning.
You,
I,
I'll grow from this concrete garden, end it all and start again. Had broken hearts before.
Yours really tore me open, hurt me to my core.
You're not the ending or the beginning.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first to hit where it hurts.
You're not the first to not know my worth.
You're not the first, you're just the worst.