We shall get together when the day is done
Rise to the moon, and set with the sun
You dont have to rush my pace, I always come
I think youre the one
But wait, theres some trouble with my mother
You know, I would rather be with you, lover
But sometimes she goes wrong
She needs a helping hand to stay strong
Even though you fucked him, I dont really give a shit
Maybe cause of my absence, you say it gives you the slip
To slip, you slip and slide
Let this guy inside what I thought was mine
That night she lied, girl it reminds me of why
Shes not my kind
Damn that slippery slime
Came back to hold me sometime
Another week I feel weak
Pretty sure Im dying, as I speak
No prophets to seek
I told her all of this and she didnt feel sorry for me
When we meet, I am meat
A blue moon midnight treat
And in the aftermath I cant sleep
You could complain, but I like to keep discrete
You could complain,
But I like to keep discrete It was all stuck together
You could complain,
But I like to keep discrete It was all stuck together
You could complain,
But I like to keep discrete It was all stuck together