Rearranged (feat. Bubba Sparxxx) [Timbaland Remix]

Just think about it

Just think about it

Lately, I've been skeptical, silent when I would used to speak

Distant from all around me who witness we feel and become weak

Life is overwhelming, heavy is the head that wears the crown

I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down

But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain

Because you know it all and I guess things will never change

But you might need my hand when falling in your hole

Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go

Of you and me

We're through and rearranged

It seems that you're not satisfied, there's too much on your mind

So you leave and I can't believe all the bullshit that I find

Life is overwhelming, heavy is the head that wears the crown

I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down

But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain

Because you know it all and I guess things will never change

But you might need my hand when falling in your hole

Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go

Of you and me

We're through and rearranged

You and me

We're through and rearranged

I used to couldn't catch a ride, now they're eager to catch the vibe

And this ain't a teen rebelling, your shit is an act of pride

Used to come out to play, they'd tell me, get back inside

Now I'm at full strength and your resistance's magnified

I recall so clearly your bed, as I sat beside

Saying, Andy, please stop, growing up is a fact of life

But now I'm back at home, she say I ain't acting right

But after TRL, I'm too stubborn to rationalize

Not like it really matters, but in a sense, it does

Wasn't with me in the struggle, yet you pretend you was

And in my absence, found another friend you love

Hope he taste a little Bubba every time he sends you love

And again, who is he? Just the newest friend you love

There's been plenty in between, it's loosey-goosey in the club

But you should know me, no coochie-boochie in my blood

But I'm with Hugh Heff and Freddy, groupie-groupie-ing it up

You make believe

That nothing is wrong until you're crying

And you make believe

That life is so long until you're dying

You make believe

That nothing is wrong until you're crying, crying on me

You make believe

That life is so long until you're dying, dying on me

You think that everybody is the same

I don't think that anybody is like you

You think that everybody is the same

I don't think that anybody is like you

Just think about it

You'll get it