Then it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing I don't know how to write you a song That says, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong I can't find the words that don't make it cheap It's right on the verge and just out of reach It must be a sad song with a blue

Oh I need you baby Yes I need you baby I thought I was having fun And I know I'll treat you right Come on back home to me I'll make it all up to you, woman Just you wait around and see I was wrong baby I know I was wrong baby

We could've been It could've been right but I was wrong Only think 'bout you when I'm alone And we try to pretend Every now and again We don't dream about, don't think about what Though I'm holding again 'Cause I know in the end You dream about, I think

A nigga should've loved you better Should've treated you right But every night I was livin' life in the fast lane I should've put my focus on you In the club every night I just get it wrong when you do right And I keep just fillin' your head with the

Ya alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Ya I should've never ever took her home Ya I should've just boned Ya fantasy on my phone Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talking about a

Father forgive me, 'cause I ain't perfect No, no no no Why is everything wrong? Oh I can't get it right, I always try to get it right I bumped Ether, bumped Takeover Seein' Jay and Nas on stage was hip-hop's makeover And that very day you knew niggas was

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

When he's the one, If it's not like the movies, Oh but that's how it should be He put it on me, I put it on, Like there was nothing wrong It didn't fit, It wasn't right Wasn't just the size They say you know,

That's rich nigga problems, lil' whoadie If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, bitch you hatin' I'm never home, one time I thought I was home it was only the matrix Rich nigga problems, lil' whoadie I'm never wrong, one time thought I was

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The