She aint you
I’m callin her ya name and that’s messed up cause I’m thinkin bout you, its your fault babe.
I never wanted us to breakup. No, not this wayyy. But you don’t understand it girl.
When she touches me…I’m wishin that they were your hands.
And when I’m with her it’s only about the sex, with you I had a bad romance.
And if i couuuld, just trade her in I would. Cause nobody can pass you up, no. Yeaa I think I better let her goooo, I can’t leave you alone.
Everyday that I’m with her, all I want is youuu.
I wanna leave but I’m afraid that you don’t even feel the same. Now I realize that she ain’t youuuuuuuu
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And I say hell yeaa, hell yeaa, hell yeaa
Fuckin right, fuckin right, alright.
So much for being optimistic. They say love is in the air so I hold my breath till my face turn purple
