She texts, "Why won't you pick up your phone?"
I don't pick up, don't know what to say
The b*tch next to me asks, "What's wrong with you?"
I say, "Don't talk so much, keep going, gotta leave soon"
She keeps going, but I'm not thinking about her
Pull the panties down, what we're doing is magic
All of it a therapy, a strategy
My personality, idiosyncrasy
I text her, "Babe, please don't worry
I'm with the boys, think of me, see you tomorrow"
I put my phone on silent
I put my phone on silent
We both know what we've done
The good deeds as well as the bad ones
What we had is in the past, baby
I'm looking for another one, baby
We both know what we've done
The good deeds as well as the bad ones
What we had is in the past, baby
You're looking for somebody else, baby
I text, "Why won't you pick up your phone?
You're probably too busy, tell me, what's up with you?"
I start searching, my head won't rest
The devil speaks, says, "Your girl's a h*e"
I snort a line, my body won't cooperate
The devil won't stop, he's driving me crazy
I call her again, but get no answer
I text one last time, "Send me your location"
My message doesn't go through, I head out
I run down the stairs, my head keeps getting wilder
I get in, step on it, five minutes and I'm at hers
I open the door, I see a guy lying next to her
We both know what we've done
The good deeds as well as the bad ones
What we had is in the past, baby
I'm looking for another one, baby
We both know what we've done
The good deeds as well as the bad ones
What we had is in the past, baby
You're looking for somebody else, baby