Thought I'd been touched Thought I'd been kissed Thought I'd been loved But it was nothing, nothing like this There's nothing in my life I'd say I regret But there's something in your eyes that makes me forget The times that I believed that love was good

Somebody, been sleeping in my bed (That's a bad thing to say but I think it's true) I know I should have been there but I was someplace else instead (Yes, and that's what makes it so bad) I had myself a real good woman, to hear my every call

Getting too busy to make amends I should try to make it right Are you ready for the shit to hit I think you say you are but aren't Doctor make it better instantly You're the only one who can I've waited here my whole damn life And I've forgotten what I

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Gon' make me broke The way you make that tushy roll No I ain't wearin' no cape baby Way you make that tushy roll Betty Crocker, got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though But tonight I'm your hero (I know, I know) Say she wanna get up Want a nigga

There is fiction in the space between Sometimes a lie is the best thing The lines on your page of memories Write it down but it doesn't mean You're not just telling stories You and reality You will do and say anything To make your everyday life

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Shinin' through the crowd We're holdin' time in our hands and it stops when we say Oh there's somethin' bout the skylight tonight Something that makes me know everything's goin' be alright There's somethin' in the way that the stars align There's not a

Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go boaw! When you're all ready say go, okay You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' couch, Rick James nigga Let her drink it till she drown Atta girl gon' wild, pop a

Wanna make love, love, love I'm makin' money like I'm makin' sweet love I wanna make love, love, love She say the money make her wanna make love Wanna make love, love, love, huh King of the skreets And when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet