So sorry, so sorry I'm sorry, so sorry I live a simple life Unfettered by complex sweets You think this isn't me? I'm so sorry Thank you for being there for me Thank you for listening, goodbye

Count up that money we sexing in Never knew I'd do you so right Never knew it was worth the sacrifice Never felt this feeling so fast But fucking around with me is dangerous The lines are blurry now, this isn't lust But you like it (but you like it) And

I won't let this build up inside of me She isn't real I can't make her real She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalaties So fragile yet so devious She continues to see it Climatic hands that press

No, I can't be the on-only one Ooh ooh ooh, give me a sign That you feel it too Baby, cross the line Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh, I need more When we're making this up Say it isn't so 'Cause I'm so desperate for you I can taste your skin on my tongue (my tongue)

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to) Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters (Your secret's out) And it's mind over you don't, don't matter But we

(Won't let this build up inside of me) But I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I don't know what to do When she makes me sad She isn't real I can't make her real She seems dressed in all of me Stretched across my

This is the end That this time I can't keep breaking up with you You messed with my heart babe Now it's black and blue But love isn't fair And I can't keep lying

Its just the nearness of you Its not the pale moon that excites me That thrills and delights me, oh no It isn't your sweet conversation That brings this sensation, oh no When you're in my arms and I feel you so close to me All my wildest dreams come true

You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder This isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me, like this If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your

Can you feel this? I'm dying to feel this I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done I am all, but what am I? Another number that isn't equal to any of you I control, but I comply Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces