I Heard You’re Married Lyrics – The Weeknd
On “I Heard You’re Married” The Weeknd and Lil Wayne express their feelings about being involved with a woman who’s already taken. This is the duo’s second collaboration since September 2013’s “I’m Good,” off of Dedication 5.| Song Name : | I Heard You're Married |
| Album / Movie : | Dawn FM |
| Singer : | The Weeknd |
| Music Label : | The Weeknd |
| Cast : | The Weeknd |
YeahYeah, yeah (ah)Oh, oh yeahMm, mm
The way you hypnotized me, I could tell (uh)You’ve been in controlYou manifested this, but girl, I blame myselfThings I shoulda knownThe whispers that I hearAre blowing through my earsThese words I need to hear from youAnd I know this is a flingBut you’re hiding someone’s ringIt hurts to think I’m sharing you
Ooh, I heard you’re married, girlAnd I knew that this was too good to be trueOoh, I heard you’re married, girl, oh, oh, oh
If you don’t love him (oh no)Then do yourself a favor and just leave himYour number in my phone, I’m gon’ delete itGirl, I’m way too grown for that deceiving‘Cause I don’t play, I don’t playNow I’m sure you have your issues and your reasons (reasons)But why you even with him if you’re cheating? (Cheating)And I thought you were someone that I could be with (yeah)And it kills me that I’m sharing you
Oh, I heard you’re married, girlI knew that this was too good to be trueOoh, I heard you’re married, girl, oh, oh, ohAnd I hate itOoh, I heard you’re married, girl (married, girl)The way you had me wrapped around your fingertipOoh, I heard you’re married, girl, oh, oh, oh
I can’t be with youNo, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl, oh (ooh)I can’t be with you (yeah)No, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl, oh (yeah)
Uh, can’t be your side bitchThat shit ain’t fly, bitchCan’t be your pilotCan’t be your privateMake me your obviousIf I ain’t your husband, I can’t be your hybridI heard you’re marriedI bet he treats you like Virgin MaryYou like it dirty and I’m Dirty HarryI thought we were some love birds, canariesWord to LarryBut I can’t fuck with youYou put my love on the line and hang up on youThat’s a long kiss goodbye, I gotta tongue kiss youAnd when doves cry, we ain’t got enough tissueI’m still in love with youWhere the love at?You walk down the aisle, I can make you run backLike fuck that, where the love at?Tell hubby I’ll kill him, no hub cap
Whoa, whoa (whoa, whoa)Oh, I heard you’re married, girl (married, girl)I knew that this was too good to be trueOh, I heard you’re married, girl, oh, oh, oh (whoa, whoa)And I hate it (I hate it)Ooh, I heard you’re married, girl (married, girl)The way you had me wrapped around your fingertip (your fingertip)Oh, I heard you’re married, girl (I heard you’re married)Oh, oh, oh (and, baby, I hate it)
I can’t be with youNo, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl, oh (ooh, yeah)I can’t be with youNo, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl (ooh, ooh, woo)I can’t be with you (oh yeah)No, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl, oh (talk to me, say)I can’t be with youNo, I can’t be with youYou’re too deceiving, girl (oh)