Lyrics: The Weeknd/Mike Dean/Rebecca Fisher
Music: The Weeknd/Mike Dean/Rebecca Fisher
I don't wanna decide things for myself on my own
Finally for the first time I'm alone
You're probably having good times with a bad boy
Seems I've got a choice to make
Be my voice and I choose you to fill the void
Void
I choose you to fill my void yeah
Void
I choose you to tell me you to tell me
Void
I choose you to fill my void yeah
Void
Be my voice and I choose you to fill the void
Ooh tell me why tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead
Oh tell me why when I'm tied up to your short leash
Ooh tell me why tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead
Oh tell me why when I'm tied up to your short leash
Oh give it up give me that threesome
God damn you look good in this lighting
Fill it up fill a prescription
Feel numb while we're intertwining
I'm in love with both at the same time
She'll go down while I hit it from behind
You're the one you're the only one
Baby girl we could both have fun
Oh I choose you to fill your void yeah
Oh I choose you to fill your own I fill you up hey
Oh I choose you to fill the void yeah
Oh oh yeah yeah
Oh-oh-oh oh oh
Oh-oh-oh oh oh
Oh-oh-oh oh oh oh oh oh