She is a little of everything Mixed up, so tough in a beautiful way She's got the world at her fingertips And she makes beauty look effortless And I want everything she is She is whatever she wants to be She hails from Boston, she hates the sounds of

Lights please Turn off the lights, For now everything just seems so right, And how you make the darkness seem so bright, I'm feeling like things gon' be alright Yeah, I had this little bad thing something like them tens She gave a nigga mad brain,

How did I ever let you go? Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame? For all of my insecurities Never understood how she could, Mean so little to so many Why does she mean everything to me? Questioning her good intention Jealousy's a bad invention When