Ah, ah, arms It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you? I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you Senorita, I feel for you You deal with things, that you don't have to He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm But

'Cause I'd spend half this morning Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in I should know 'Cause I'd spend all the whole day Listening to your message I’m keeping And never deleting In the morning when you wake up I like to believe you are thinking of me

Murder, a mothafuckin' murder No you didn't see it but I know you bitches heard it Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter, in another life he ballin' Please hold while I locate your information. Your checking

'Cause I got new girls, new problems I won't waste no time thinking about you anymore I won't waste no time talking about you anymore Uhh baby got got another another thing coming You used to say That all it takes is a dollar and a daydream, But now

One day at a time Said I gotta let you go I gotta take it one day at a time I gotta let you go And I know, yes I know I try I try But I guess I gotta take it But it seems so impossible Still thinking about you baby

I got you, ooh Now you're thinkin' about it Girl you're thinkin' about it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough

The last time I freaked out, I just kept lookin' down I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' 'bout Felt like I couldn't breathe, you asked what's wrong with me My best friend Lesley said, "Oh she's just being Miley" The next time we hang

Sometimes life gets fucked up (fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs So I'm gettin' high all week without you Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to Popping pills, thinking about you I wish I

I can't stop thinking 'bout you I can't get high, I can't get by, I can't get through (I want you all) 3 A.M. and my neighbors hate me Music blasting, shaking these walls This time Mary Jane won't save me I've been working later, I've been drinking

I'm moving on Yeah I'll be long gone I'm tired of sitting around and waiting I remember the first time I met you I thought my time had come I felt my time had come Instead of banging this drum I'm tired of thinking about you baby And I'll be long gone