Bitch

I've got nothing to say to you right now, Bitch
I'm a finders keepers, catch me if you can type-
Chick
I have been too kind, I know you know I'm fine
And I just need some time, I'm tired.
It's not you, it's me,
You're not a bad guy,
Damn I'm a bad liar.

Lets just admit it,
You're not the best guy
You forget it,
Don't understand why
You keep it pleasant, then don't value my time
Let me replay it...
All your mistakes.

When I write a—
Pop song, piss me off
Let me dance alone about it
Alone about it, alone I doubt it
Hip-Hop, had it all.
R&B right when it vanished
And then it vanished
That Indie Soul sayin'
Go back home
No matter what's going on
It sounded so much better in your arms (x3)

I've got something to say to you right now, love
Every time you're late, ya phone silent, dead again or lost
And boy you waste my time, how dare I even try
Something's off in your mind, rewire.
I'm trying to be sweet
So please stop fighting me
You're a bad liar.

Lets just admit it.
You're not the best guy
And I cant forget it
Don't understand why
You keep it pleasant, so let me press rewind.
You want forgiveness,
I keep it business.

When I write a—
Pop song, piss me off
Let me dance alone about it
Alone about it, alone I doubt it
Hip-Hop, had it all.
R&B right when it vanished
And then it vanished
That Indie Soul sayin'
Go back home
No matter what's going on
It sounded so much better in your arms (x3)

I can't tell you how its gonna be though
You gotta trust me
No one is like me so
I'm done wit ya whining
So done sacrificing
Being with you is much less than delighting
I am too cute to be compromising
You are my life boy the source of my writing
Listen real close to the words I'm reciting
Give it a rest dear, we both know you love me

Lets just admit it.
You're not the best guy
Who am I kidding
You've got the best smile
And you keep playing in the back of my mind
So I'll just say it
I love you baby

When I write a pop song
I just wanna dance with you
I just wanna rock with you
I just wanna be with you

Let's go back home
No matter what's going on
It sounded so much better
In your arms (x3)

Make no mistake that when I write a

Pop song, piss me off
Let me dance alone about it
Alone about it, alone I doubt it
Hip-Hop, had it all.
R&B right when it vanished
And then it vanished
That Indie Soul sayin'
Go back home
No matter what's going on
It sounded so much better in your arms (x3)
I'm Home.