'Cause I'm a man, woman Don't always think before I do A greater force I answer to Like a brutal autumn sun It dawns on me, what have I done? Saying sorry ain't as good as saying why But it buys me a little more time Lost in the moment for a second time

Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. There's got to be a bottle in the back. Got to get this devil off my back. There's a note on the table. Said I ain't coming back. 'Til your sorry ass is gone. I'm tired of the cheating and running around. I never saw

Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters All I got is mother fuckin' players We get money in mother fuckin' layers All I got is maids and waiters All I got is suits and gators Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas Everybody love black ass Darth Vader You and

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

It must have been a bitch while I was gone I'm sorry to have taken so long You'll reacquaint yourself with my style All this time you put up a fear For a hundred thousand years You mind if I sit down for a while Well, how could you have waited so long

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

Strange, talk about luck I woke up And, the sun was shining Strange, I ought a be in bed with my head In the pillow cryin' over us But I ain't, ain't love I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffin' chocolates in my mouth

Sorry that I've been livin' in my head Holdin' onto words I ain't said yet I'm bit of sorry, I just can't see You with someone that isn't me You should know I've been tryna find my peace I know it's difficult being with me But I just wanna love you this