Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true I don't want no other love Baby it's just you I'm thinking of You know I can be found Sitting home all alone If you can't come around At least please telephone Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have

I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys I was busy thinking 'bout boys I want 'em all Didn't hit 'em back I'm sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse like Don't be mad, don't be mad at me (no, no, no, no)

And I can't stop thinking about you You never go on till I do I can't stop thinking about you And I fall asleep and dream of alternate realities And I put myself at ease by pretending that she still loves me All alone in my room think of you at a rate

With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all We're not lovers, we're just strangers (You lost it) When I wake up all alone And I'm thinking of your skin I remember, I remember what you told me Said that we're not lovers,

It seems like dreams I've always have Could be, should be making me glad But why am I blue? It's up to you to explain I'm thinking maybe, baby, I'll go away Someday, someway you'll come and say It's you that I need Maybe you'll be pleading in vain It had

Fool that I am, For falling in love with you. And a, fool that I am, For thinking you loved me, too. You took my heart, Then played the part of little coquette. And, all my dreams just disappeared Like the smoke from a cigarette. For hoping you'd

The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Would make a good story I was thinking you were crazy as hell But you were stealing my heart

I got my mind on my money nigga from Monday to Monday Thinking about my money go to Church on a Sunday Popped an ecstacy pills xans when I wanna You can't talk to me about that good or bad karma Don't don't really care 'bout you Don't don't wanna hear

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out the freedom in your eyes Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You were thinking that Would make a good story I was thinking you were crazy as hell But you were stealing my heart