Sometimes it just don't fit ~ Off the scipt ~ So frustrated on some shit
Wipe the teardrop off ya lip ~ Swear you leavin you forget
It takes some heart to call it quits ~ Deny the calls and halt the clips
The flashbacks the past racks the mind it reenacts that
Member you canceled trips often pissed ~ Swore you'd cross him off the list
Gave him years and all for this ~ He torched ya soul that arsonist
And not that all the fault is his ~ I seen you make mistakes forgived
Sometimes you hate to Love ~ Hate to Live ~ Hate you wanna make his kids
Everyone tells me I should move on
(It's time to move on)
Been waiting for things to change for too long
(I hate that you don't see things my way)
Every tick of the clock my heart breaks
(Wanna start a family and see how true love can be)
I Need to find the feeling only one thing makes
Unconditional Love
Mi Amiga always good to see ya
Tell my why that man he got you sheddin them tears
Not up in ya biz ~ But you know this is
The only thing that ever really brings you stress
Don't know how to say this ~ But baby you a sadist
Think you fell in Love with all of Love's ideas
Don't have to be a seer ~ Psychic or a Cleo
To recognize that you my friend could do much beater
I mean better Baby keep ya head up
They say if you can weather the storm then it will let up
And I can't be your umbrella when you love a fella
Who got you sinkin so low you should play the cello
Or even sing the Blues ~ What's today's excuse
Are you together outta love or just afraid to lose
Not what you say but do ~ And he got ways to sooth
But you a diamond ~ Fuckin wit fugazi dude
Things started movin quicker
Days turned to months turn to years now ya fears get thicker
Dated other dudes but her mind never moved it was always on that nicka
Biological ticker whisperin in her ear girl stick wit him
All she wants is some children And she filled him in
Even though she was only half feelin him
If my parents had a been this picky Earth would never get me
What you wan me wait til 60
I'm a Sistine Pristine simply coexisting looking for my own Davinci
If Michaelangelo had a hand to hold
She would a left old dude a couple years ago
But yo this land is cold she'd been abandoned
So she proceed to never need another man to mold
credits
from Writes of Passage,
released November 23, 2009
Produced by Jeri Nova, written by G. Gary and Lisa Taylor
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