Limousine

You could've been a part of me
This could've been a start for me
That's why it breaks a heart to see
That you are apart from me
If you hear me on the radio
Will I still be someone you used to know
Will you be thinking what this love could mean
All the secrets we'd keep
In the shade of our limousine

I'll admit that this was all my fault
I wanted more than what you were
But remember what we felt at the start
And you would think that this would last forever
It ended in an instant
But the pain it left was constant
And when you felt so distant
I knew you were up to something

I was hearing wedding bells chiming in a deep sleep
You were busy saving up marching to your own beat
Your and my initials traced atop the sand
Called back to the ocean by a wave of your demand

How can we go from being our entire world
Down to a level where I say your name it hurts
I should've never put my trust in a lifeless shell

You could've been a part of me
This could've been a start for me
That's why it breaks a heart to see
That you are apart from me
If you hear me on the radio
Will I still be someone you used to know
Will you be thinking what this love could mean
All the secrets we'd keep
In the shade of our limousine

Kick it
You've become my meds, got me tweakin like an addict
I need you to sleep like you needed your static
And since you yanked the rug from me, life's been pretty tough
Now you think that you can run from me
Let me call your bluff

If I'm a piece that's missing
you'd replace me without thinking
Keep your distance no assistance
you'd sit back and watch me sinking
I would beg for your forgiveness
if I knew that it would change you
But I never did you dirty
I never stood to play you
Taking pictures of your body
Careless, your so naughty
While a posse calls you shawty
Acting like you never saw me
Sipping so much coffee
That you forgot to call me
To at least admit you're sorry 'cause
You promised that you got me
You claimed the latter
up to batter but you'll swing and miss it
Your life will shatter, it won't matter
I'm not there to fix it
I'm sorry lover, I hate to say I tried to warn ya
So good luck picking up the pieces out in California



Credits
Writer(s): William Sapp
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