Just another heartache in waiting Just another sweet talking dream that ends in lonely nights Just another handsome breakup And he'll be gone before the morning light But he's my mistake to to make, all night (night, night, night) But he's my mistake to

Won't you exorcise my mind? Set me me free from my jealousy I want to to be free as I'll ever be Exorcise my mind Help me me exorcise my mind It was a slight on my honor so he deserved it But we are talking about the most brilliant mind this world has ever seen

Please, don't talk talk about me me when I'm gone We're parting--you go your way, I'll go mine It's best that we do Here's a kiss; I hope that this brings lots of luck to to you Oh, honey, though our friendship ceases from now on And, listen, if you can't say

But I know, yeah I know, yeah I know Talking to to myself I'm just talking to to myself All the walls that you keep building All this time that I spent chasing All the ways that I keep losing you The truth is, you turn into someone else You keep running like

I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real) Don't need no pill (no pill, no) He whispered in my ear and told me me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone After

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

None of y'all niggas can see me me Runnin' 'round with the paper bag Goin' crazy spendin' all this cash A nigga don't need a seatbelt Catch a body in broad day I got the key to to the city I got a hoe that's saddity Talk Talk to that bitch in Swahili Tattoo my name

It's been a week without me me And she feel weak without me me She wanna talk talk it out but Ain't nothing to to talk talk about Unless she's talking about freaking out Then maybe we can work it out, work it out now Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Move

Lay it on to to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to to think She can talk talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

Just let me me rock, sex you back to to sleep girl Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Don't say a word no, don't you talk talk Just hold on tight to to me girl Ain't sorry that I woke ya, I ain't sorry 'bout ya job, sex you back to