Most people fall in love
Quite a few time
Three in the morning I'm awake without a warning
I'm wrestling with the passing of time
Try to forget her, try to get it together
She's running circles in the back of my mind
I'm hoping this is only temporary
It's scary thinking I could be going insane
Try to forget her, try to get it together
She's running circles in the back of my brain
That girl is like
Sunburn on my backside
Sinking in the
Quicksand with my hands tied
Shouting at the
Top of my lungs, but that pussy got my tongue
So I sing it instead
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Maybe this is all inside my head
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Love will make you mad then drop you dead
Got stuck in your bear trap
Couldn't bear that
Y'all barely could fair with my errors
And dammit, I hope that you hear that
Real rapping bout real crap
Real sad how it ended a friendship
Standin' right here and I'm feeling defenseless
Servin' my time, think I'm fine with the sentence
But do I really gotta go and mention?
She was hotter than the tip of the sun
On the tip of my tongue
We're addicted to mischief, riches and fun
We were back on the run, what a burn from the sun
What a crack to the lungs
Dumb, young, full of a little sum, sum
But now she's got me feeling dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
That girl is like
Sunburn on my backside
Sinking in the
Quicksand with my hands tied
Shouting at the
Top of my lungs, but that pussy got my tongue
So I sing it instead
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Maybe this is all inside my head
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Love will make you mad then drop you dead (yeah)
And I was thinking
Here we go again, I should have learned from my (learned from my)
Past mistakes, they always taste like turpentine (turpentine)
Well she was on fire, made me an admirer
The kitty was great
And the way that she looked at me made me delightful
But things got crazy, like they always do
And I think that I'm guilty just as much as you
And I keep on telling everybody
When they ask me why I'm dealing with this shit
That girl is like
Sunburn on my backside
Sinking in the
Quicksand with my hands tied
Shouting at the
Top of my lungs, but that pussy got my tongue
So I sing it instead
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Maybe this is all inside my head
I sing it, ooh-ooh
Love will make you mad then drop you dead