Verse 1
I feel like I’ve been here a couple of times before
Not knowing what’s going on focus on the floor
Whatever happened to fashion always making me late
I’m old fashioned but I feel i better be sure before i mate

I’ve been tongue tied, gee its been some ride
Ive been confused since the day the fun died.
Some cried out and tried to take it to the streets
But I wanted it to be heard so I said it in the sheets

You’re the kind of girl I was put here to change
The kind of love I’d like to leave locked up in chains
I too am frightened but don’t know how to fight back
These days it seems like love might be the new crack

Your suitcase packed, you gonna walk on by…
while I’m left wonder why whatever I say makes you cry.
I’m not good in the long run, it no good for my health.
I don’t wanna lead you on but I gotta go for self.

Chorus:
I’m just a dude and I do things the way dudes do
Cause I’m glued and stuck on you but I say do what you need to do
I’ll be here, drinking a beer, looking around, holding it down
Thinking of you…

Verse 2
I couldn’t even speak we’d reached that point in every night when
it comes time to climb into the bed alone and let the night descend.
She likes me, I like her, we might blend in a slight blur
We sized each other up then We Bent inward

I kissed her in the lips and then she bit it with a tongue twisted,
spit shined clit pierced tongue tied unwind
some find the dumb blind groping to be a focus for their hoping
better days will come when somebody getchu open

but until then it feel shit when good gals go bad
when girls go wild, should I cheer should I chug a beer
should I fear for the ladies who don’t act like this
who don’t glorify the whore inside the passionless

if you think that you work it well then that’s your kick
if you want it to be perfect you gotta practice it
but unless you want to put the time in I’m in no rush
to rush in in fact I’m strapped for time