Feel like a stranger in this place, I wanna see your face. I've been missing you, I've been missing you lately. I've been needing you lately, when the sun goes down. I don't know where to find you, so I just drive around. I've been needing you, I've been

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Remember the spotlight was there Remember I told you, I need you? All of the words that I'm saying Are just a fancy way of saying "I care" I don't suppose you have a moment to spare me Do you? Do you? I don't like the way you went ant told me, "Oh well"

Draw me a map that leads me back to you I don't know where to go, please tell me what to do Help me find the road you're on I just need directions home Staring deep into your eyes Searching for answers to questions I can't find If I took for granted that

Is this how Marilyn Monroe felt? (felt felt felt) Must be how Marilyn Monroe felt (felt felt felt) Call it a curse Or just call me blessed If you can’t handle my worst You ain’t getting my best I can get low I can get low Don’t know which way is up Yeah

I don't understand You don't care that you hurt me And now I'm half the man That I used to be when it was you and me You didn't love me enough My heart may never mend You didn't say you're sorry And you'll never get to love me again Would have given up

I don't want lil' shorty if it ain't great sex Take 'em out like Hardy, we like to break necks On a island, we party straight off the private jet 'Cause I got blue strips, I just make checks Pop like a trunk, nigga, 'cause we up now (we up) You think

Are you gonna play me, though, This song was never meant for the radio And I don't have time for a playlist How much will you pay me though? I get in forget the radio spin, I'm just doing my thing, I never had a playlist in my heart, oho Now I need an A

Overpowered by funk, funk out Don't you love our Western ways? If you ain't reggae for it, funk out No-one knocking at your door, funk out It's combatative, repetitive Don't life just funk you out? Asinine, stupefying Can the clone-line dry you out? Part

You made it clear that you're unhappy, yeah Go ahead and have your fun now Just remember what goes around comes around So you don't got to worry about me Maybe maybe I should have loved me first What goes around, it comes around, yeah I held you down for