They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I

I don't believe it's true There is nothing better than you All that we've been through, there is nothing better than you All this talk about love, it's just a feeling It's just a feeling I let it all go I don't believe it, I don't believe it La di da di

Lord give me a sign! Let me know what I'm gone find Show me how to teach the mind Show me how to reach the blind Show me what I gots to do To bring me closer to you Cause I'm gonna go through Just let me know what to do

In my shoes, just to see What it'd be like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let

Lord it's like a hard candy Christmas I'm barely getting through tomorrow But still I won't let Sorrow bring me way down I'll be fine and dandy Me, I'll be just Fine and dandy Hey, maybe I'll dye my hair Maybe I'll move somewhere

I was goin' through the closet Back in my old home Found my letterman's jacket, so I slipped it on Deep in the pocket, still folded up tight Was the letter you wrote to tell me goodbye The minute I saw it I just had to smile It smelled like old leather,

Let me know, let me know-know-know Let me know, let me know, let me know If you decide just for a night that you might want to roll Girl, I know you want to Won't you come and slide through Have you home by 5'ish Tell me that you'd like to Hold you

You can't imagine how I hate this Put the flowers you find in a vase Don't let them die on the vine, it's a waste There's a science to walking through windows I'm trying, but I've gone Through the glass again Just come and find me

Call you on your phone and never come see you, darling I will never do that I'm roaming through the halls and asking people who be with you just to try to know where you at Yea wassup baby girl I'm just looking over this homework I really need some help

She's putting on her lipstick Slippin' on her black dress, saying "you can do this" Climbing in the front seat, looking out the window Going through the motions, trying just to let go Of the tears that she cried, no solid goodbye Tonight it ain't gonna