| Every time you wrote me a love letter
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| Had me thinkin' that you could do better
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| But I’m calling all night and you ain’t pickin' up this time
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| Thinkin' about all the things you’ve done
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| See, I done went to the point of no return, babe
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| Cause I can’t take my actions back now
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| Oh, no, what are we gonna do now, the love is so lost, yeah
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| But I’m calling all night and you ain’t pickin' up
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| Only God knows where you at
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| My friend’s tellin' me to just let it go
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| Let you calm, let you take a break
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| And maybe things will turn around
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| I see I done went to the point of no return
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| And you don’t even know
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| Yeah, I done fucked up this time, baby
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| Oh, yes, I did
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| Every time you wrote me a love letter
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| You had me thinkin' that you could do better
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| Calling all night and I ain’t pickin' up this time
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| Every time you wrote me a love letter
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| Had me thinkin' that you could do better
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| And you’re callin' me all night, but I ain’t takin' you back this time
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| Oh no no
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| But even roses die, I can see the light
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| When you’re further
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| Deep in the valley of the shadow of death
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| I got yo back like you got mine, baby
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| And fuck everything else
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| And I just wanna fuck yo mind baby fuck everything else
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| And just as long as you ain’t cryin', baby fuck everything else
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| Fuck everything else
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| I had a time when God has told me
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| These Audemar Piguets and rings don’t mean a thing
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| I switched it up, got princess cut
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| That shit don’t mean a thing
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| She on my nuts, she saying you can’t keep yo dick in yo jeans
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| Free Band Gang
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| Every time you wrote me a love letter
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| You had me thinkin' that you could do better
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| Calling all night, but I ain’t pickin' up this time
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| Oh no no, every time you wrote me a love letter
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| Had me thinkin' that you could do better
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| And you’re callin' me all night, but I ain’t takin' you back this time
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| Oh, no no
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| Every time I looked in yo eyes, baby
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| I thought that you really loved me deep
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| But see that’s some shit you don’t gotta teach
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| Yeah, baby
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| Lovin' you all night long, it feels so good
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| But I gotta let it go, see I gotta practice what I preach
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| Oh, this is my love song
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| Y’all bitches wanted that didn’t ya… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Love Letter , by - Keyshia Cole. Song from the album Point Of No Return, in the genre R&B