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 out my phone the second that you split So tell me why is it you text me, who the hell is I took your number out my phone the second that you (new message)
1] And been tryin' to escape ya since the moment you left up your shit and patiently put it to the left I didn't think of it but you were mostly of the stress The things you put me through, I that my friends would have guessed Who could've known it was a in a blue fitted dress That got me into a hellish place, a juvenile test 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 just wish I would ever them Everything you did The reason I be turning off my phone this evening Is you And you me signals and they're mixed a lot Baby left and got back, like Sir Mix-a-lot Now have you ever danced with a devil in the pale A picture self, a paradise you 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 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 friends, or even try to knock on your door And I can understand that, it's time to step back, but just as I was along
You had to me, who the hell is this? I took your out my phone the second that you split So me why is it you text me, who the hell is this? I took your out my phone the second that you split (new message)
2] And every time I I've left you, you're calling again It's like as if you know the moment that I'm to mend You come around and bash my brains in, thank you I don't know what I'd do you, you don't let me run I kinda find it hard to focus on my job and You your way into my writing like I'm Robin Thicke But I'm not love, no no, no I'm not sorry love I keep repeating myself, well shit I'm probably And the my friend I you always hated whenever I bottled it in But I'm insane, looking at the front door, in range Why the hell you standing in the way, this ain't a kid's I need a chance to get the mind How's about a lifetime, yeah that quite fine I just need you to keep hitting up my line So we can keep the peace and beyond the guidelines
It's the story, the same story again (damn) Last night you a fall guy, today you want it to end You said that I should never call you again, or to your friends, or even try to knock on your door And I can understand that, it's time to back, but just as I was moving along
You had to text me, who the hell is I took your out my phone the second that you split So tell me why is it you text me, who the hell is I your number out my phone the second that you split (new message)
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