If I knew one day you would come Now, baby, now, baby, now, baby All the things that I have done Oh, oh I, I was a city boy Riding to danger's where I'd always run above and is hurt I wouldn't have done All the things that I've done Oh, oh, oh, I, I know

I'm trading one heartbreak for another One kind of pain for a different kind of pain And I wonder if this is gonna hurt even more I'm finally alive but it's killing who I'm living for I don't have to lay beside him Feeling so alone But my baby is crying

I know my purpose European car, it came with curtains (Yeah) I have a daughter, I'm buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin) Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin' (Yeah) Found our wave and got them Ms early (Ms) Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty

All I did is say I have feelings for you And all you do is shit all over it And tell me you want me to get over you And that you want nothing to do with me That's hurtful, Bryson I did nothing to you I've done nothing to you For a year, all you did was

Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, I'm needy Warm me up and breathe me Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Ouch, I have lost myself

Step by step I know you're hurting Well, there's a bridge and there's a river That I still must cross As I'm going on my journey Oh, I might be lost And there's a road I have to follow A place I have to go

Take my own advice, take my own advice 'Cause how is the man of my dreams not a man of his words? And how is the man for me just a man that makes me hurt? Need me to take my own It’s time to take my own Take, own, ooh, ooh You have a way with words Your

Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I hurt myself today

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting