Don't blame it on me So blame it on the night Blame it on the night Can't be sleepin' Keep on wakin' Is that the woman next to me? Guilt is burning Inside I'm hurting This ain't a feeling I can't keep

Hey, what it do bitch? Why these other rappers do shit stupid? While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit (ayy) Can't you hear me baby? Yeah nigga, it's me again I'm still around, I guess I win You hear

Don't blame it on me So blame it on the night Blame it on the night Can't be sleepin' Keep on wakin' Is that the woman next to me? Guilt is burning Inside I'm hurting This ain't a feeling I can't keep

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

Don't blame it on me So blame it on the night Blame it on the night Can't be sleepin' Keep on wakin' Is that the woman next to me? Guilt is burning Inside I'm hurting This ain't a feeling I can't keep

Can't you see I'm in recovery? I know you wanna say you're sorry Our room is dark, the blinds are shut tight And everything is still too much outside It may be over but not tonight I may be older but I still cry I can't stop sleeping in your clothes You

To make you feel safe from me Tonight I'm sleeping wide awake I can't promise we'll be okay But I'll keep fighting 'til the end I made the darkness sleep again To flee the creatures from this land We're now safe but I can't forget Oh, hard a fear

Or sleeping in your dress blues. You never planned on the bombs in the sand What can you see from your window? I can't see anything from mine. Flags on the side of the highway And scripture on grocery store signs. Maybe eighteen was too early. Maybe

You're sleeping, son, I know But, really, this can't wait I wanted to explain Before it gets too late For your mother and me Love has finally died This is no happy home But God knows how I've tried