You're out of touch I'm out of time When you're not around But I'm out of my head Out of touch Out of time And soul really matters to me Out of touch Shake it up is all that we know

Call me, call me any, any anytime Call me my love Color me your color baby, color me your car Color me your color darling, I know who you are Come up off your color chart Call me on the line You can call me any day or night I know where you're coming from

Yo, wassup, this is Joyner, I'm unable to take your call right now Leave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace You know, you really piss me off sometimes I spent all night waiting for you to come home And I've woken up without you I don't

You're out of touch I'm out of time But I'm out of my head when you're not around (Out of touch) Oh oh oh oh oh oh (Out of time) We're soul alone And soul really matters to me Shake it up is all that we know

Wipe it off your sleeve Your superiority Don't roll your eyes my sweet We're just the same We all get desperate sometimes Feeling black and blue I know you'll find it hard To accept it sometimes We all feel black and we feel blue

I've died one million times now I'm buried in the pavement. Lying face down, everything went black before I even closed my eyes And you will never know what hate is To feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking pain So let

To think I used to love you But, I'm leaving anyway For reasons I don't know You polished up my halo And I dirtied up your soul I sure had a good time But, we both know I can't stay You made me laugh some You made me cry some too

Do you ever really know? Can you ever really know? I can't read your mind though I'm trying all the time There's something I don't know, I can see it in your eyes When you're gone again But I am left in awe of the woman I adore Cupped hand is burning ice

What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you should of slid to my crib Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you? Told

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and, oh, the night's so blue I know I stand in line until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me