It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I Left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh,

There's madness in us all There's two eyes for every one of us But somebody got there first and took them all You are the one they call Jesus Christ So, who wrote the rules? Who wrote the rules, who wrote the rules? They said, every one of you will never

Got me lovin' you Now you got me lovin' you I had too many girls, it's true But now you got me loving you I got 525,600 women They come around and we take 'em all down Kick 'em out when we finish They cool, but they not like you Baby girl it's just

It's times like this, but time's run out But for now I don't see what's so wrong with pretending It's true I thought you knew. This place reminds me of, A time that's way too old. These thoughts have gathered up the memories unfold. Believe her, it's all

Ooh (oh yeah) Ooh (it's lit), ooh (it's lit) How low, low can you go? She too fine everytime I see my baby like Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' But I got a problem with my baby, right

And one of them is how bad I need you 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too But you got 'em too Of all our problems No, you don't judge me 'Cause I got issues So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory

But you're so hypnotizing You've got me laughing while I sing You've got me smiling in my sleep And I can see this unraveling Your love is where I'm falling So please don't catch me Before I fall too fast Kiss me quick but make it last So I can see how

I'm gonna ride on It's another lonely evening And another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed

All summer night, reachin' for nine I got a text from your ex, boy She said to look through your texts, boy I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too And now I'm looking for my next boy See, I got a text from your ex-girl And she was

But I'm learning my worth is more than your word I tried to fit in, I got sick of it You say I'm just a loser in the background I can never seem to get it right I was born a little bit different I was born just a little bit different You told me I would