It's the story, the same story again (damn) Last night you want a guy, today you want it to end You said that I should never call you again, or talk to your friends, or even try to on your door And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but just as I was moving
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the second you split So tell me why is it you me, who the hell is this? I your number out my phone the second that you split (new message)
1] And I've been tryin' to escape ya the moment you left Gathered up your shit and put it to the left I didn't think of it but you mostly part of the stress The things you put me through, I that my friends would have guessed Who could've it was a devil in a blue fitted dress That got me into such a hellish place, a juvenile is the shit my pops would tell me 'bout I what he meant Whenever he told me the sirens would take you to the I wish I would ever leave them Everything you did The reason that I be turning off my phone evening Is you And you send me and they're mixed a lot Baby left and got back, like Sir Mix-a-lot Now have you ever danced with a in the pale blue A self, a paradise you know you couldn't sail to I to climb a tower for Rapunzel to enslave you I just need an exit, not the road you pave, boo
It's the same story, the same story (damn) Last you want a fall guy, today you want it to end You said that I should never call you again, or talk to your friends, or even try to knock on your And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but as I was moving along
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my the second that you split So me why is it you text me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the second that you (new message)
2] And every time I I've left you, you're calling again It's as if you know the moment that I'm starting to mend You come around and bash my in, thank you hun' I know what I'd do without you, you don't let me run I kinda find it to focus on my job and shit You your way into my writing like I'm Robin Thicke But I'm not sorry love, no no, no I'm not love I keep repeating myself, shit I'm probably drunk And the bottle's my I know you always hated I bottled it in But know I'm insane, looking at the door, in range Why the you standing in the way, this ain't a kid's game I need a chance to get the right about a lifetime, yeah that seems quite fine I just need you to keep from hitting up my So we can keep the peace and move beyond the
It's the same story, the story again (damn) Last night you want a fall guy, today you it to end You said that I should never call you again, or talk to your friends, or even try to knock on your And I can that, it's time to step back, but just as I was moving along
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my phone the that you split So tell me why is it you me, who the hell is this? I took your number out my the second that you split (new message)
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