I once was happy,
but now I'm sad.
I don't know what to do, but think of what we had.
You're so confusing and I don't understand you,
but no matter how much you hurt me, I'll still love you boo.
I asked you if you cared for me and you said you did,
but how can I believe that when every answer I want only comes when I ask a question and it's always "Yes I did".
You say that I'm bugging,
but that's only that strong gangsta loving.
I tell you that I love you,
but I don’t think that you understand.
Well I guess that you're still have that little boy IQ instead of an IQ of a man.
I once was happy but now I'm sad,
I guess when you lose me then you'll think about all that you had
in the palm of your hands
and grow up and act like a better man
