The Five-Month Song
(One, two, three, four)
It's been five months
Why don't we talk
Don't we talk on the phone?
Everyone that I've spoken to
They remind me of you
You've said no word to me like nothing's ever
Changed, I can't decide if I am angry or I'm sad
Oh, my lovely, I know you've been
With those other guys in the photographs
I have buried the jealousy
Pulling us further and further apart
You said you'd always feel a love for me
I must've understood you wrong
'Cause sadness fills this empty song
I've tried to
See if any good can come from
Watching you move on from love
And I've watched you move on from our love
Oh-oh-oh
Five months is long enough
Yo man, it's ya boy
Y'know just callin' to say I heard about the house
Dang, sorry to hear that, man
That's crazy
We had so many great memories in that house
Y'know the basement playing ping-pong
And y'know out in, out in the, uh, the front yard
Uh, the driveway, playing basketball
Where I busted yo' ass at horse, hah!
I know you still mad
Niggas still mad
Then all the freestylin'
Man, so crazy
Such a legendary house, bro
Great moments
Hope you're not too down about it
Y'know, even though the house is gone
Those memories will, will stay forever, man, so
Keep it locked
You'll be alright, bro
I'll see you at the show
Peace
It's been five months
Why don't we talk
Don't we talk on the phone?
Everyone that I've spoken to
They remind me of you
You've said no word to me like nothing's ever
Changed, I can't decide if I am angry or I'm sad
Oh, my lovely, I know you've been
With those other guys in the photographs
I have buried the jealousy
Pulling us further and further apart
You said you'd always feel a love for me
I must've understood you wrong
'Cause sadness fills this empty song
I've tried to
See if any good can come from
Watching you move on from love
And I've watched you move on from our love
Oh-oh-oh
Five months is long enough
Yo man, it's ya boy
Y'know just callin' to say I heard about the house
Dang, sorry to hear that, man
That's crazy
We had so many great memories in that house
Y'know the basement playing ping-pong
And y'know out in, out in the, uh, the front yard
Uh, the driveway, playing basketball
Where I busted yo' ass at horse, hah!
I know you still mad
Niggas still mad
Then all the freestylin'
Man, so crazy
Such a legendary house, bro
Great moments
Hope you're not too down about it
Y'know, even though the house is gone
Those memories will, will stay forever, man, so
Keep it locked
You'll be alright, bro
I'll see you at the show
Peace
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Writer(s): Charles Burg
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