Written by Grieves
Intro : D A Bm G Chorus : D How's it gonna go? A Tell me what your thinkin' Bm I can't get a read on you G Anymore. D I'm sick of waiting by the phone A Hoping it starts ringing. Bm G I played the fool like this before. D But no more A No more Bm No more G No more Verse : (same chords as before) I never thought that I'd be tangled in the ropes Til the woman in my dreams took a shit inside my soul Before that, I figured I could pay the toll Til I understood how powerful love could be as a whole. You ain't shit til the kiss goes sour Leaving you singing Anthony Hamilton in shower. Run around, play those games If you think I'm gonna fall for them again you're crazy And I ain't saying that I'm past it I'm just saying you don't seem the type to even ask if There's something we can do to be a better match Or if we even share a common interest either one of us is passionate about. This isn't love; this is two people fucking Each other over, making nothing out of something Baby, you cold frontin' if you think I'm gonna stay. Cause you can't even look me in the face. Chorus Verse : I think it's time we set it straight It shouldn't be allowed to go another day. You dodge calls like a bullet in the Matrix And got me waiting round and running out of my patience Say it! Let me know the problem, If we can't work it out, what makes you think we can share an apartment? That's right, I heard you talking With your girlfriends getting drunk of vodka. And I ain't saying that you're stupid I'm just saying you and I ain't really been target practice for Cupid. Baby you know it's true Nothing else we can do Cause I don't plan on continuing as your little fool. This isn't love; this is daytime television. A soap opera with a bunch of little skeletons I've known better, I would recognize the taste So I think it's time we went our separate ways. Chorus x2