Lyrics

Now I'm sittin' home mindin' my business Oh, tell me, what is this? And why my phone just ringin' off tha hook And if they talkin' 'bout my baby, look? See, I ain't got a whole lotta time to deal with a whole lotta mess Tellin' me my baby's in the clubs, and she's doin' that and doin' this And if you took the same energy that you puttin' toward me Then you would have far less time to worry about me and mine And if she's doin' her thang in the streets You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know 'Cause what I don't know won't hurt me You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know And now my patience is runnin' real thin I'm hearin' talk from who I thought was my friends Oh, but what they all fail to see is this is where I choose to be And although I may seem blind, a step or two slow Don't mean I can't feel, don't mean I don't know And if I don't ask, you ain't gotta say Go on, let her live, let the girl play Been through so much with this woman And I ain't always done what's right But I know what you do in the dark Oh, it sho' come through in the light, oh And if she's doin' her thang in the streets You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know 'Cause what I don't know won't hurt me You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know You think I don't know, I don't care We've had a bumpy ride but now I'm happy here And if she's doin' her and she can get away Still takin' care of home, then what can I say? Misery loves company, now they tryna comfort me Bringin' trouble to my do' and I don't really wanna know I'm good with it, let her go get it I keep my eyes closed so I won't feel it And if she's doin' her thang in the streets You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know 'Cause what I don't know won't hurt me You ain't gotta run and tell me, I don't really wanna know
Writer(s): Borahm Lee, Joshua Werner, Bob Perry, Gintas Janusonis, Wes Mingus, Wilbur Gaddis, Tre Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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