We're under control Waiting for the fire to light Feeling like we could do right Be the one that makes tonight 'Cause freedom is a lonely road I might be anyone A lone fool out in the sun Your heartbeat of solid gold I love you, you'll never know

'Cause since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me And I think of all the things, What you're doing and in my head I paint a

I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, than you make your own rules Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me (My momma always said aye, damn) I'm from the hood, it's

Who told you, you could put band-aids Over broken hearts to fix messes you made? You can't tie up your loose ends 'Cause I know what you're doing And your sorry's are too little and too late So go fool all your new friends Who don't know where you've

I put a spell on you, because you're mine I said, "Watch out, I ain't lyin'", yeah I ain't gonna take none of your, foolin' around I ain't gonna take none of your, puttin' me down You better stop the thing that you're doin' I put a spell on you because

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

But you're not a man You're just a Mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real I'm such a fool Cause you're not a man You're just a, a toy Could you ever be a real, real boy And understand How do I get closer to you

This love is tainted The things you do 'Cause I'm a fool for you and the things you do I'm a fool for you and the things, the things you do I need you and I hate it You're caught between a dream and a movie scene In a way, you know what I mean When the

Lord, I'm fool for a cigarette Feelin' good, feelin' good When you've finished choke it 'cause I wanna smoke it Mind when you throw your cigarette All the money in the world is spent on feelin' good All the money in the world spent on feelin' good

It’s gotta be you One more, one more, can we try? Girl I see it in your eyes you’re disappointed ‘Cause I’m the foolish one that you anointed with your heart I tore it apart And girl what a mess I made upon your innocence And no woman in the world