Wrong way down a one-way, women don't get saved 'round me even on a Sunday.
Seen too much, it's so hard for me to let new people in
Blame the city I'm a product of it
You love me and I love you, your heart hurts ... well mine does too.
I just hold it down for my side, I just hold it down for my set. I just give everybody a piece of this and make do with what's left.
She spilled whiskey on her shirt, she gon have to get it cleaned. She been going way to hard, someone has to intervene.