Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like

I can't stand what you put me through Is it that terrible being you inside? Let it all go I can't stand the sight of you Your life's a lie that you hide I can't stand, oh, the thought of you I can't stand all the things you do What do you try to justify?