Back home lyrics Norman Jesse Whitfield / Tremaine Aldon Neverson

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It’s been a long time, ohh
(Hitmaka)
I should’ve seen it from the jump
Who would’ve knew what we’d become?
You like to love me when it’s easy
Then take my heart away and run (run)
You must’ve took off with the chauffeur (chauffeur)
You put your bags all in the trunk (trunk)
I saw the Bentley pulling over (over)
I guess this is what you want (want)
Ayy, I could cuss you out, hit my side bitch
You think she flewed out, I deny it
Nothing in my way I decided
No, no
If it isn’t love, why I keep coming back?
I keep coming back, back home
And if it isn’t love, why I keep coming back?
I keep coming back, back home
Why are you so hard to leave?
Why are you so hard to believe?
Can’t you make it easy for me?
I complicate in my brain
Swear to God you make me go insane
You love me then you make me feel a way
Or how you bring me happiness and pain
You get on my last damn nerves
Then I say that I’m done
Then I miss you in the middle of the club
By the end of the night I’m calling you drunk
So if this isn’t love
If it isn’t love (tell me), why I keep coming back?
I keep coming back, back home
(Ooh if it isn’t love)
And if it isn’t love, why I keep coming back?
I keep coming back, back home
I should’ve seen it from the get go
Said if you love it you should let go
Always switch up like the season
Right back every time we say we’re leaving, uh
I guess it’s never really over (no)
Just get them bags up out the trunk
Baby I just need to hold ya
Unless this is what you want (want), oh
I could cuss you out, hit my side bitch
You think she flewed out, I deny it
Nothing in my way I decided
No, no
If it isn’t love, why do I keep coming back
I keep coming back, back home
And If it isn’t love, why I keep coming back
I keep coming back, back home
Keep coming back home
Songwriters: Norman Jesse Whitfield / Tremaine Aldon Neverson

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