| Though I hate to see you leave
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| I even had thoughts to beg and plead
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| You did me wrong girl
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| I want you gone girl
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| I wore my heart upon my sleeve
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| I let you take control over me
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| You did me wrong girl
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| Did me wrong, I want you gone girl
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| When it began a couple years, I swore she was a miracle
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| She was like of verse of I need love up in my stereo
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| Fly the way she putting make up on and how she wearing clothes
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| Had a pair of those white stiletto heels that bared her toes
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| Now I got a wider scope, hand on our scenario
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| Thinking to myself it’s just somebody that I barely know
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| I want a love, she looking for a lover boy burial
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| But here I go for another round upon the Merry Go
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| We never get along, it’s like we’re steady arguing
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| She don’t even try to pick the phone up when I call her and
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| I know that’s nothing but the grudge that she be harboring
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| But we make up and we break up, later do it all again
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| The way we get it in is the clashing of the titans
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| Whether we be making love, laughing, or we’re fighting
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| Something like a cocktail of passion and excitement and
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| Maybe it’s the reason for this anthem that I’m writing
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| She say that I be judging her, I say she don’t be listening
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| I say that it’s love enough, she don’t know what the difference is
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| I say that she don’t support the music life I’m living in
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| So she’ll never know that she’s the focus of these sentences
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| Like when I’m addressing her she say that I’m pressing her
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| I say I’m immediate, she say that I be stressing her
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| After we done had an argument and then I question her
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| I swear to God I got pin her down like I’m a wrestler
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| I be trying to find the origin of why we’re hollering
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| She be trying to tuck emotions in and she be guarding ‘em
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| The fussing and it’s pushing up the walls of my apartment and
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| Now I get the silent treatment till she want to talk again
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| It’s like we’re making love, next minute we’re breaking up
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| Then a minute after that we make amends and making up
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| Try to make it last but we don’t to make it of
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| So it made me realize tomorrow wasn’t made for us
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| There’s no turning back for me, I got to keep it moving
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| ‘Cause love don’t live here anymore under this leaky roof and
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| This house is not a home because of all that needs improvement
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| And sadly y’all to leave her, that was the only solution
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| So no more bickering and no more acting ignorant
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| No more talking till you feeling like you wasn’t listening
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| No more claiming that we made a baby for positioning
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| But then again, there’s no more us, no more of this predicament
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| Alot like her beginning so no more Adam and Eva
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| I don’t love her no more, but I ain’t mad at her neitha
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| Know she think I’m wrong, I’m thinking madam’s a diva
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| I’m hoping that ever after is how happiness treat her
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| But there’s simply no endless or no limitless love
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| And no romantic story ever written for us
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| For what it’s worth, the work it really wasn’t nearly enough
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| It’s over now, I think we’re both aware that it was
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| «Ladies and gentlemen, the story you’re about to see is true. |
| The names have
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| been changed to protect the innocent.» |