| She love it when she wake up and I'm still behind her |
| Got my pillows full of makeup, I ain't mad, but kinda |
| She be playing mind games and I'm a master minder |
| I'm a sucker for love, but I ain't pacifier |
| But I can't deny ya, I'm a man on fire |
| She's a man-eater and I was just an appetizer |
| But if shit get out of hand, I keep sanitizer |
| She said, "I'm too hot for your ass," and now my pants on fire, but |
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| If I played guitar the way you play games with my heart |
| I'd play you a fuckin' song, so clap them hands that rub me wrong |
| I got you caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, but |
| Nobody's on the string for you like me, but |
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| I don't know how you do it |
| Could sell me a bridge that's burning |
| While it's on fire and I walk through it |
| And still treat me wrong |
| Like that's what you're supposed to do |
| Loved me twice, you're oh for two |
| Damn, I do the most for you |
| I should use that bridge you sold me to get over you, but |
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| If I played guitar the way you play games with my heart |
| I'd play you a fuckin' song that hit like Sylvester Stallone |
| I got you caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, but |
| Nobody's on the string for you like me and |
| If I could play the keys the way you play these games with me |
| I'd play you a symphony and love you instrumentally |
| 'Cause I'm so caught in the melodies and the memories and the harmony, yeah |
| Nobody's on the string for you like me, but |
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| I don't know how you do it |
| Could sell me a bridge in Brooklyn |
| You don't own even if I knew it |
| You still treat me wrong |
| Like that's what you're supposed to do |
| Loved me twice, you're oh for two |
| Damn, I do the most for you |
| I've fallen so low for you |
| Can I play this solo for you? |
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| Nobody's on the string for you like me |
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