Everytime I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Is it that you don't love me anymore
or another chick is at your door
I thought you were my one and only
but now i know that you're just a homie
I know I messed up with you, and I ain't gonna lie
But baby boy I didn't mean to blow you high
Let me pick up the pieces and put them back together
cause i wanna be with you
I don't wanna leave you
why you tripping man
This relationship will never end
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Emotional frankness decorates a line... impresses …