Arkells and Joel Plaskett - Something's Gotta Give

It's Friday night and the streets are empty
What's my horoscope say about me?
I've been looking in a crystal ball for the future
It's telling me nothing

I pissed ya off and we're not talking
I don't blame you once for walking
Stare my phone and you stare at yours
Search your name, you blocked me there's nothing

Ooh, yeah
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give
Ooh, yeah
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give

Guilty as charged for repeating myself
I've been guilty of repeating myself
All the trick of the trade, all the riffs that we played
It's a wash, it's a wash

Blink once, then I black out
Blink twice, 'til we cash out
Four in the morning, stare at the wall
Switching on, switching off, switching on
Where am I?

Ooh (where am I?), yeah
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give
Ooh, yeah
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give

You ring the alarm and you move in a hurry
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give
Cursing the Gods, but who are you serving?
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give

It's Friday night and the streets are empty
What's my horoscope say about me? (ooh)
It's Friday night and the streets are empty

Ooh, yeah
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give
Ooh, yeah (yeah)
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give

You ring the alarm and you move in a hurry
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give
Cursing the Gods, but who are you serving?
Something's gotta give, something's gotta give (hey)

Written by:
Anthony Carone, Joel Plaskett, Max Kerman, Michael DeAngelis, Nick Dika, Tim Oxford

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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