I look back to see him smiling
his deep brown gorgeous eyes...

The phone rings
i know it's him...

The way you listen when i speak
the way i say close your eyes and you always peak...

I don't think you get it
how dirty i feel, if i were dirt id spit on it...

There is a question from the heart
that i have be known to ask...

I'm no longer afraid to tell you how i feel,
this intimate feeling is no longer just sex...

A knife in my hand
blood on the floor...

Im sorry i yelld
im sorry i swore...

When it came to the party i was the hater
now im the V.I.P player...

Three words,
are not enough to explain this feeling...

You think you've got it all
just then you fall...

The skin that im in
doesn't suit my within...