wake up, i see i been crying in my sleep
thinkin all night bout this girl i want to keep
she drives me crazy like no one has
not her fault, but i'm always second class
how i'm gonna beat tha one that came before
that's like Jordan, Pippen and Rodman gonna win some more
breaks just aint for me, they make my heart grow fonder
anxious to see if relationship go yonder
formula for my underdog-ness goes like this
her first love+time+telephone times distance
multiply that hundredfold and you see how i feel
tear sme up, sometimes i wanna kill
cause i got that passion in my soul, to let you know i'm bout it
she'll never get to see it cause her thoughts is clouded
why women love assholes that neither here nor there
all i know is that i love her i can feel it in the air
i feel for you more than that muthafucka ever did
knowing i'm so far and he's so close gets me pissed
i may be clingy, but that's what happens when im afraid of losing something
right now, baby girl you my number one
it always happens like this, i tend to get to get clowned
thinking i had something, when i'm just the rebound
to get back on her feet, after a troubling storm
got to this point, this situation's the norm
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