Текст Niall Horan – Issues

I’m jealous, I’m overzealous
When I’m down, I get real down
When I’m high, I don’t come down
I get angry, baby, believe me

But you don’t judge me
‘Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
No, you don’t judge me
If you did, baby, I would judge you too

I got issues
You got ’em too
Give ’em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
All our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
It takes to solve ’em

I got issues
And one of them is how bad I need you

You do it on purpose
You get mad and you break things
Feel bad, try to fix things
But you’re perfect
Poorly wired circuit
And got hands like an ocean
Push you out, pull you back in

‘Cause you don’t judge me
If you did, baby, I would judge you too
No, you don’t judge me

I got issues
You got ’em too
Give ’em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
All our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
It takes to solve ’em

Yeah, I got issues
And one of them is how bad I need you

I got issues
Ooooh, I got issues
I got issues
Yeah, I got issues

I got issues
You got ’em too
Give ’em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
All our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
It takes to solve ’em

I got issues
You got ’em too
Give ’em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
All our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
It takes to solve ’em

I got issues
One of them is how bad I need you