Babe i was thinkin
Time we ran away
Sounds so good to me
But i am still the boss
No time for funny games
That aint even why i came
Baby i'm in love
Cause you were messin with a brother under the club
Why did i not see
How did i not know
Open up the bedroom door
Angelo walked through the door
Pulled out a shotgun
Now i know whats up
But i would still be true to you
I never ever doubt doubt doubt
Baby theres no way out
But theres a halo over me
Dont stop to think about my wife and family
If i ever realize
That i won the war
I wanted to believe that god's in control
Cause i know its true
And i'm alone
Baby if i pace my timing will improve
Prove, prove, prove, prove
And i play you to make the blind show go on
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell
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