'Cause it's impossible Oh, baby it's impossible For me to love you, this way It's impossible Oh baby it's impossible If you're making it this way (if you keep treating me this way Over, and over) It's impossible,

Waste it on me (Waste it on me) Tell me why not waste it on me So if love is nothing more Than just a waste of your time Baby why not waste it on me And I know there's no making this right, this right (Yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your

Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy

You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I don't know why Keep making me laugh Let's go get high The road is long, we carry on Try to have fun in the meantime Come take a walk

Lately baby where, where did we go wrong I used to synchronize it with your body Making it so tight never letting go Summertime always gives me the blues Thinking about the things we used to do Watching lovers in the park making love so free And now I

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty It's your birthday We gon'

And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you And I'll earn your trust making memories of us I'm gonna be here for you baby I'll be a man of my word Speak the language in a voice that you have never heard I wanna sleep with you forever And I wanna die in

God knows that I love you Too bad you don't have to, no no But you can't ever find me on my own Then it's goodbye on the train Couldn't care less about me Will I ever see you again? You're the girl that I'm meant for Making love in the bathroom Don't

Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

Can't keep my hands to myself My hands to myself Keep making love to each other All of the downs and the uppers You're metaphorical gin and juice And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I I want it all, no,