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Trust Issues

gas · 🇿🇲 Zambia
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[male vocals] Sometimes

love

ain't

the

problem,

It's

the

things

we

don't

say…

It's

the

things

we

hide…

Trust

issues…

VERSE 1 —

MAN

Bana

mwana,

what

time

should

I

come?

Should

I

put

you

in

my

schedule?

I'm

making

time

because

I

want

us

to

be

together,

But

every

time

I

try,

somehow

it

turns

painful.

You

say

seventeen,

somewhere

there,

So

I

move

my

whole

day

just

to

meet

you

there.

Then

hours

pass,

no

message,

no

call,

I'm

sitting

here

wondering

if

you

care

at

all.

Then

my

phone

rings, "

I'm

at

my

boss's

house,

Sorry

baby,

I

knocked

off

late."

I

say, "

It's

okay,"

but

deep

inside

I'm

fighting

with

the

feelings

I

can't

explain.

PRE-CHORUS —

WOMAN

Don't

make

it

bigger

than

it

is,

Don't

turn

every

silence

into

lies.

You

keep

searching

for

something

wrong,

And

that's

where

we

lose

our

peace

tonight.

CHORUS —

DIALOGUE

MAN:

Bana

mwana,

what

time

should

I

come?

Or

what

time

should

I

put

in

my

schedule?

WOMAN:

I

think

kuma

seventeen,

somewhere

there…

MAN:

Okay,

let

me

know.

WOMAN:

Hey,

I'm

at

my

boss's

house,

Sorry,

I

knocked

off

late.

MAN:

It's

okay…

I'm

now

used

to

you

treating

me

like

trash.

That's

why

we

always

have

issues.

WOMAN:

That's

the

only

problem…

TRUST

ISSUES.

MAN:

Trust

issues?

WOMAN:

Yes,

trust

issues…

VERSE 2 —

MAN

Maybe

I'm

wrong

for

asking

where

you

are,

Maybe

I'm

scared

because

I

love

you

too

much.

But

when

the

story

changes

every

time,

How

do

you

expect

me

not

to

lose

trust?

I

don't

need

your

phone,

I

need

your

honesty,

I

don't

need

control,

I

need

consistency.

If

you

say

five,

don't

make

me

wait

till

nine,

If

something

changes,

baby,

just

tell

me

in

time.

I

don't

want

to

fight,

I

want

understanding,

I

don't

want

suspicion,

I

want

transparency.

Because

every

little

thing

becomes

a

war,

And

the

love

we

had

starts

hurting

more.

WOMAN —

VERSE 3

You

think

I

don't

care

because

I

come

home

late,

But

you

don't

know

the

pressure

I'm

facing

every

day.

I'm

trying

to

survive,

trying

to

make

my

way,

And

when

I

come

home,

you

interrogate.

Every

question

sounds

like

an

accusation,

Every

explanation

becomes

another

confrontation.

I

love

you,

but

I'm

tired

of

proving

myself,

Can't

you

see

I'm

standing

here

asking

for

your

help?

You

call

it

disrespect,

I

call

it

misunderstanding.

You

call

it

cheating,

I

call

it

circumstances.

PRE-CHORUS —

BOTH

MAN:

I

just

want

to

know

that

I'm

safe

with

you…

WOMAN:

I

just

want

to

know

that

you

believe

in

me…

MAN:

I

don't

want

another

fight

tonight…

WOMAN:

Then

stop

turning

love

into

a

courtroom,

baby…

BOTH:

Maybe

we're

not

falling

out

of

love,

Maybe

we're

just

drowning

in—

CHORUS —

DIALOGUE

MAN:

Bana

mwana,

what

time

should

I

come?

Or

what

time

should

I

put

in

my

schedule?

MAN:

Okay,

let

me

know.

WOMAN:

Hey,

I'm

at

my

boss's

house,

Sorry,

I

knocked

off

late.

MAN:

It's

okay…

I'm

now

used

to

you

treating

me

like

trash.

That's

why

we

always

have

issues.

WOMAN:

That's

the

only

problem…

TRUST

ISSUES.

BRIDGE —

MAN

If

you

love

me,

don't

leave

me

guessing,

If

you

need

me,

don't

keep

me

waiting.

If

you're

busy,

just

say

you're

busy,

Don't

let

silence

become

an

explanation.

WOMAN:

If

you

love

me,

don't

keep

accusing,

If

I'm

late,

don't

call

it

cheating.

If

I

say

I'm

yours,

believe

me,

Don't

let

fear

destroy

what

we're

building.

BOTH:

Love

needs

truth,

Love

needs

patience,

Love

needs

two

people

choosing

Not

to

give

up

when

things

get

complicated.

FINAL

CHORUS

MAN:

Bana

mwana,

what

time

should

I

come?

WOMAN:

Seventeen,

somewhere

there…

MAN:

Okay,

let

me

know.

WOMAN:

Sorry

baby,

I

knocked

off

late…

MAN:

It's

okay,

but

I'm

tired

of

feeling

unwanted…

WOMAN:

And

I'm

tired

of

feeling

suspected…

BOTH:

Maybe

the

enemy

ain't

you,

Maybe

the

enemy

ain't

me…

WOMAN:

It's

the—

MAN:

Trust—

BOTH:

ISSUES…

OUTRO

Mmm…

Love

without

trust

is

a

lonely

place…

And

trust

without

communication

Can

disappear

in

one

night…

Bana

mwana…

Let's

talk

before

we

break…

Trust

issues…

Yeah…

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