[Hook] x2
I wanted you to know
That I am ready to go, heartbeat
My heartbeat
I wanted you to know
Whenever you are around, can't speak
I can't speak

[Verse 1]
I know what your boy like
Skinny tie and a cuff type
He go and make breakfast
You walk around naked
I might just text you
Turn your phone over, when it's all over
No settling down, my text go to your screen
You know better than that [bad word] around when you least expect me
I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is empty
You thinking that this [bad word] on to tempt me
I need to be alone like the way you left me
You start calling, you start crying [bad word] over, I'm inside you
I can't find you, the girl that I once had
But the  that we have isn't half bad
The text say that "It's not fair"
That's code for "He's not here"
And I'm-a flirt with this new girl
And I'm-a call if it don't work
So we [bad word] till [bad word] to conclusions
All the things that we thought we were losing
I'm a ghost and you know this
That's why we broke up in the first place
Cause

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
It's late night Thursday
I know that you heard me
But you don't want the same thing
Well two can play that game
So I'm chilling with my girlfriend
But she not my real girlfriend
She got a key to my place but
She's not my real girlfriend
Stupid, so dummy
Say the wrong thing and wrong girls [bad word] 
I'm paranoid that these girls want something from me
And it's hard to make a dime go one hundred
And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate
She on time, but she late for they first date
Cause he went and tried out a new condom
Slipped off in a threesome--good problems?
Right? Wrong
Askin' him if she gonna play games
With the Super Smash Brothers, but none of them you
I miss the  when you kiss whenever you through
Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two
I was wrong, but would you have listened to you?
Uh, you were crazy
I got a heart, but the artichoke
Is the only thing girls want when you in that smoke
And light

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
So we're done? This the real [bad word] 
We used to hold hands like field trips
I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real [bad word] I read his post on your wall and I feel sick
He ain't cool, he ball and all that
But he just a fake [bad word] who blog in all caps
You couldn't wait to date
I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate
I give a [bad word] about the niggas that you say you ate
You know that I’m the best when I’m a-fake-tionate
I'm the best that you had, face it
J and Keyshia are related: racist
I give you money, then you burn me, then you made off
She ain't a killer, but she'd [bad word] blow your head off
I know he wondering, "What the [bad word] you hiding?"
That we dated like raps about Bin Laden
Ayo, [bad word] this
Are we dating? Are we [bad word] 
Are we best friends? Are we something? In between that?
I wish we never [bad word]  and I mean that

But not really, you say the nastiest [bad word] in bed and it’s [bad word]  awesome