every time u walk out that door, i never kn ow what ur getting into
what car what situation what drugs
i dont wanna be ur mom, i wanna be ur baby
but it seems like u dont want me 2 be ur anything lately
so i sit n i wait n i fold ur clothes n i trip n i cry
its all cool u reassure me, u tell me u love me
but i stay up when ur sick, i know whats goin on baby
i looked thru ur phone n saw the pix
shady
u say its gonna be alright like i dont sit in bed till the lights go out
like i dont hide under the sheets when ur not around crying like a dog without its owner
so i pretend n i let u play w me cuz im all about complacency
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