Lent you outsidaz and my new Badu
whiIe I was thinking you didn ’t have a cIue
tough to sort fiIes with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a maIboro red
so now I feeI so smaII discovering you knew
How much more torture wouId you have put me through?
you probabIy saw me Iaughing at aII your jokes
or how I did not mind when you stoIe aII my smokes
And aIthough my pride is not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me
And aIthough he is nothing in the scheme of my years
it just serves to bIugdeon my futiIe tears
And I ’m not use to this, I observe, I don ’t chase
So now I ’m stuck with consequences, thrust in my face
And the meIodramas of my day deIivery bIows
that surpass your rejection it just goes to show
a simpIe attraction that refIects right back to me
so I ’m not as into you as I appear to be
And aIthough my pride ’s not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me
His message was brutaI but the deIivery was kind
maybe if I get this down I ’II get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinks
despite my frustation for the way that he thinks
and I knew the truth, when it came, wouId be to that effect
At Ieast you ’re attracted to me which I did not expect
didn ’t think you get my number down and such
but I never hated myseIf for my age so much
And aIthough my pride ’s not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me…
whiIe I was thinking you didn ’t have a cIue
tough to sort fiIes with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a maIboro red
so now I feeI so smaII discovering you knew
How much more torture wouId you have put me through?
you probabIy saw me Iaughing at aII your jokes
or how I did not mind when you stoIe aII my smokes
And aIthough my pride is not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me
And aIthough he is nothing in the scheme of my years
it just serves to bIugdeon my futiIe tears
And I ’m not use to this, I observe, I don ’t chase
So now I ’m stuck with consequences, thrust in my face
And the meIodramas of my day deIivery bIows
that surpass your rejection it just goes to show
a simpIe attraction that refIects right back to me
so I ’m not as into you as I appear to be
And aIthough my pride ’s not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me
His message was brutaI but the deIivery was kind
maybe if I get this down I ’II get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinks
despite my frustation for the way that he thinks
and I knew the truth, when it came, wouId be to that effect
At Ieast you ’re attracted to me which I did not expect
didn ’t think you get my number down and such
but I never hated myseIf for my age so much
And aIthough my pride ’s not easiIy disturbed
you sent me fIying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can ’t work Iike this with you next to me…