I saw you again and again and again There's some room to move on, to move on, to move on And I saw you again and again and again How do we fix this if we never have vision At times like these It's obvious I saw you again I think you used me again Should

Freak in you Room full of women and they notice me Now all they wanna listen to is Jodeci Is there a freak in you? Diamonds on my chest like a bishop And these lines right here ain't no kicker These lines right here gon' really really make you fuck These

You're not in the room There are no legible signs You wait your turn in the queue You say your sorries and thank you's I don't think you're ever A hundred percent in the room You go on I'll be okay I can dream the rest away It's just a little touch of

Can't nobody do your body like my body I'm sorry, your mama know what it is I'll write your name on the living room wall There she go looking like my future baby mama I'm about to give her all of her grandkids Singin' there she go looking like my future

Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, imploded Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile This world is fucking volatile Dead and bloated Fuck the world, come

I've come to the conclusion, yes I know That between black and white There is no room for two The scale, it might seem wide But there's no need to be blind Between black and white there is no room for two Black and white I am one with the world tonight I

It's the way that you move You got me losing control I can't take it no more girl I can't take this abuse I'm hypnotized by the way that you move It's not right Every time that you walk in the room girl Standing there with your red coat on French perfume

I don't know why When you're hiding from the truth It's some kind of joke When the tears are bleeding blue There's nowhere to run When the pain is caused by you It's some kind of joke In a room full of red pretend to be dumb We fall on our face pretend

La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple

Don’t pin it all on me Fall upon your knees saying "This is my body and soul here" Fall and begging, pleading Oh blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you) There’s no room for you here "You’ve got the power and control" You go sleep with the fishes Wrap