I want you to know this I want you to know just what I feel You told me through sacred lies I told you once with bloodshot eyes You told me don't ask Just stay away from me You violate, and yourself a man

Walkin' in the park just the other day, baby What do you what do you think I saw? Crowds of people sittin' on the grass with flowers in their hair said Hey Boy do you want to score? And you know how it is I really don't know what time it was oh, oh So

Knowin' that bad guys tell mad lies? (Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass) Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys? (And why do) Dog niggas (want a honey wit class?) Why do (good girls) like bad guys Hey yo boo, why do (good girls)

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,

And I wonder, can I give you what you need? Don't want to find I've lost it all Too scared to have no one to call I don't know if you mean everything to me So can we just pretend Ooh, I don't want this to break you Ooh, but I've got no one else to talk

I don't want the sun to shine I want to make love Just this magic in your eyes and in my heart I don't know what I'm gonna do I can't stop lovin' you I won't stop 'til break of dawn makin' love Hold my hand, feel the touch of your body cling to mine You

Everything you gave Stay with me Did I say that I need you? Did I say that I want you? What if I did and I'm a fool you see No one knows this more than me Nothing you would take Yes I understand That every life must end

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',

And there go you How much for your soul and uh Selling me dreams and telling me things you knew You got what I want I got what you need I hate rich niggas goddammit Cause I ain't never had a lot dammit Know you felt the shit just now

You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? I mean you need to hear this Every second,