changed a lot since then, Do you? Ideas that I'd held for years, emotional baggage, hopes and fears, Seen somehow in a different light, not as wrong , but
it's wrong to feel this way, i know it's wrong, i know it's bad to only see what isn't there to want and want you never had but you know there's more
girl, it's alright. Come on girl, it's alright now. Come on girl, it's gonna be alright now. Well I guess some boys adored me but the one I loved ignored
do I like being single? Am I coming back? Am I coming back? I'll put my suitcase here for now I'll turn the TV to the bed But if no one calls and
never have the same face twice, but I always know it's you, and you're always looking better than you really do. Than you really do. And I walk around
Out amongst the walking wounded, every face on every bus Is you and me and him and her and nothing can replace the us I knew Nothing can replace the
I wanted everything for a little while Why shouldn't I I wanted to know what it was like I pushed you too far And you started laying down the law Til
and rule one Never let a bitch know where your baby mom's stay Now if you see me creepin' through SC Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by Before
'ma put you out Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr Money too long teachers put away ya rulers Raw tune not a cartoon No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds I'm hot but
I been in situations Seen her ride for me She lick my gun wounds Even did my time with me Ain't nothing she can't have I get that girl everything Tatoo
the ground Didn't know you would rip your gown Didn't think you would shout and get so loud, get so wound Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more than a little
hiphop iced out I got game So who's hiphop I'm in da heazy fo' sheazy I didn't understand what I just said But it pleased I learned everything I know
be home But she knows how long I've been gone When I walked in the house She was waiting on the couch (wsup baby?) I know I'm gonna hafta hear her mouth But
it's about to explode... There once was a young boy...a modestly done boy Who seemed pretty normal on sight Wantin' for nothin'...but wantin' for somethin' But mama made everything
There are wounds that stir up the force of gravity And a cold that will wipe the hope from your eyes Young girl standing underneath the L train Standing