I could tell that something wasn't right with you, with you I knew she was trouble from the first kiss (One, two, three, four) I could feel it blowing in the night wind Why don't you come back down so we can turn it around We grow apart just to be on our

And a trip to the moon It was the needle and the spoon Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so

I swear that I can feel 'em fucking with me Every night I feel 'em fucking with me Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me Every God damn night I feel 'em fucking with me Why? Please God I wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night Open

It's the same thing again and again You come around every now and then Your clothes are different but you're still the same Why else would you come here? Scumbag on a mission You're telling me that it's been awhile Shit eating grin and a brand new lie

Tell me, why not waste it on me? Waste it on me So if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time Baby, why not waste it on me? And I know there's no making this right, this right (yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your mind (oh)

You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love But, I wouldn’t change, no I wouldn’t change this love Tryin'a break the chains but the chains only break me Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong (Hey, hey, hey) (Hey) tryin'a break the chains

Well, it must be the same old thing Why do men go crazy When a woman wears her dress so tight? Why do all of the men try to run A big legged woman down? Well, it's the same thing Well, it's the same old thing Better tell me who is to blame Well, the

I tell her, "Bring it back" (what) Flexing with all the racks (flex) Nigga, you bald cap (cap) I'm in the 'Bach back (back) Why would you lie to me? (lie) She wanna ride with me (skrrt) I got the Bentley B (B) You could come flex with me (flex) You know

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a