Hey hey hey And I know now, that I'm so down She looks so perfect standing there In my American Apparel underwear Your lipstick stain is a work of art I've got your name tattooed in an arrow heart Let's get out

(He's calling) Well he sits up there on his leatherette Looks through pictures of the ones That he hasn't had yet When he thinks he wants a closer look He gets out his little black telephone book Come sit down here beside me honey Let's have a little

Hold on, hold on I'm coming, I'm coming Don't you ever be sad Lean on me in times of bad When the day comes and you're in doubt In a river of trouble about to drown Because I'm here I'm on my way your lover When you get cold

How did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I

Takes two to tango, two to tango Two to really get the feeling of romance Let's do the tango, do the tango Do the dance of love There's a lot of things that you can do alone Hey, baby, how about this dance? 'Cause it takes two to do this dance You can

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

There must be some way out of here Said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Know what any of it is worth No reason to get excited

Think about the place where you first met me No, nothing good starts in a getaway car We were flyin’, but we'd never get far Don't pretend it's such a mystery We're ridin' in a getaway car There were sirens in the beat of your heart Should've known I'd

Islands in the stream That is what we are No one in between How can we be wrong Sail away with me To another world Baby when I met you there was peace unknown I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb I was soft inside

The only way we get it only way we know to get it Off the block, off the clip, off the cain nigga On the grind tote a nine do yo thing nigga I know this bullshit that I'm hearing ain't true right These niggas out here picking bullshit over money nigga