Na na na

you know it's three o'clock in the morning

I was Looking at some pics, I just seen your picture pop up on my phone

And I got to thinking, so I gotta vent

When the rain stop pouring and you ain't around

I don't wanna hear about whatever you doing lately

You don't pick up the phone no more

You don't hit my line and tell me what you on no more

Probably thinking I'm a liar or cheater

But bae, I really need ya

You used to be my pretty bitch, I know just how to please ya

I hate that we don't talk even though I know just how to reach ya

My heart been feeling heavy, need to go talk to the preacher

That my best friend, she might find

Get you dressed up in designer

We sipping wine

Don't know what to call you

Fuck that, I gotta call you mine

You been waiting on me, I'm trying to get back to town

I'm trying to make nothing of something

Girl, I really love it

I hate when I see your picture, cause it make me cannot function

And I'll be your man of the year

So it's do or die, fuck the bull girl, it's you and I

You know I never meant to cause you pain

And I'm sorry for that

You say you ran out of love

Well, I know that ain't facts

I know you waiting on a hug

And a kiss from the back

I've been drowning from the memories

A blast from the past

I'm thinking bout decisions

I've been moving too fast

Driving through the city with 200 in my dash

Looking back, I did what I had to do

But deep down, girl, you know that my love always true

You ain't DeLulu, girl, you mighty fine

And I know I fucked up about a thousand times

I just can't lose love

I'm probably out my mind

I just wanna hold you close

I never meant to make you cry

But I know it's my fault I fucked up

And it's on me if I gotta wait for the long run

Wait until I see you again

The clock tick-tock, we're waiting again

When the rain stop pouring and you ain't around

I don't wanna hear bout whatever you doing lately

You don't pick up the phone no more

You don't hit my line and tell me what you on no more

Probably thinking I'm a liar, a cheater

But, bae, I really need you

You used to be my pretty bitch

I know just how to please you

I hate that we don't talk even though I know just how to reach you

My heart been feeling heavy

Need to go talk to the preacher