If it's love, then why the fuck it come with pain? What a mess I made up, sense, I make noneĬan't concentrate, you're always on my brain I know you don't want nothin' to do with me Only got a little time and I ain't tryna spend itĪrguin' about who ain't givin' who attention Won't get Hall of Fame dick from a Minor League dude Play your games like they my ticket to an Ivy League school You say you don't care, that's what you sayin'?
You can drive my car, don't drive me crazy Way too drunk, you don't know what I'm sayin'
Get home late and you don't trust me, baby Yeah, it's complicated, got you frustrated Yeah, the dick ain't free, I don't give no fucks Make you feel like, (woo) when I hit that drum You don't wanna grow up, yeah, that shit no fun Know my heart like gold, but it break like glass I know I ain't a saint, if it ain't too late, well How many mistakes do it take 'til you leaveĪll red in the face, lookin' at you like (wait)
