We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

Smell her on you I've got this friend, you see Who makes me feel And I wanted more Than I could steal I'll arrest myself And wear a shield I'll go out of my way Truth covered in security

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

Getting over you Someone new But the truth is I could spend my whole life getting over you Late nights, not you Someone else in this cold bed And I wonder if I’ll ever let go Yeah yeah yeah I tried spending

Leave your lover, leave him for me You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name Pack up and leave everything Don't you see what I can bring Can't keep this beating heart at bay

Everyday is a better day without you I got so strung out I lost myself all tangled up in you Sweet lover, sister, friend, you were my everything I dreamed a dream of you but it wasn't true It wasn't true no, no I don't care now you are dead skin to me I

Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Is just a freight train coming your way Is just the freight train coming your way And it feels right this time On this crash course we're in the big time Pay

And the wait seems to be over All that I know Is that my life has become such a waste for you Follow your instinct It usually takes you home Don't let these words tear you down You see me hanging By the end of the rope

I'm bound to kill by the murderer's pact Coercion and threats Made their demands Held the past over my head One mistake has made me their tool Blackmailing a means to the end, I'm forced into the pact Is this what I am?

Shawty I want, shawty I want Whatever you want, whatever you want I'm so offended Just hit a 5th of the bottle And I'm in for it, I'm in for it Call over your homegirls, tell 'em I'm on it No more excuses, you always do this I know what I want, I know