Poor me this, poor me that Why do I keep looking back? It's not white, it’s not black Grey's the color that I see To love her Still can't believe he'd leave me Pour me another Found it in his closet

I bet you want the goodies. Bet you thought about it. Got you all hot and bothered. Mayb' 'cause I talk about it. Looking for the goodies Keep on lookin' 'cause they stay in the jar My goodies, my goodies, my goodies Not my goodies! I got a sick

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you I just, I just, I just want your ex to see Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense

Not a damn thing changed Tryna sit still, keep looking at the main aim Always doing me so I have to maintain Not a damn thing changed, just sticking to the game plan I'm just spittin' words out my mouth I'm glad I got somewhere to go Keep pouring out the

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

Running blind I'm running blind I've been crawling on my knees Looking for anything To keep me from drowning Now I'm running backward Somebody help me see I'm running blind Can't find the answers Promises have been turned to lies

So many ways to get high Just come on and Come on and To keep on losing our mind To keep us feeling alright So many ways to get Meet you out there You're looking my way

I'm looking for a mixed girl Oh, I can't believe it But you really got sex appeal, so I really gotta keep it real Shorty, I want my fix, I put you on my list, I want you on my wrist cause And we can make it a night to remember, I won't lie to you baby

Keep looking Some will tell you that you're wrong They enjoy cheapness Don't show your weakness Oh no keep looking Don't lay awake at night Thinking about your worries Thinking about your problems You do it all the wrong way

I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out