Night sweats im on the bed
No twinkly stars seen with this head
Just a cold cold room
With you gone its just a room
And its cold baby
Whym I sittin here all lame
Wondering who your with
Is it all just a game in my head
Or should I call a locksmith
Cuzz baby your bad
And I am all over it
Guess I should say
I’m about to quit
But that aint true
The things you do
Make me all over it not over it lets just here that truth
I checked the clock again
It’s nearly 3 am
And a woman with any sense
Knows the jokes at her expense.
Cuz nothing good goes on at three
Even the phone lines must be down cuz you shure aint textin me.
God I’m all over it
Wish I was over it
But I’m all in
Aint it a sin
To love a man
With a callous heart
But when I see him do what he does
My heart skips and it starts
What a bad bad man, I said
But I’m gonna keep him till one of us is dead.
oh oh, thought you wouldn't get better, but you have just proven me wrong.Nice peace about ones we love, some the wrong ones loves you right, don't they?
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Wow gripping, You can't help who you fall in love with. When your head knows it's wrong, but your heart says 'go on' One more try. x x