Talkin’ in my sleep at night, makin’ myself crazy
Out of my mind, out of my mind
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin’ it would save me
Too many times, too many times
My love, she makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else
But my love, she doesn’t need me, so I tell myself, I tell myself
One: Don’t pick up the phone
You know she’s only callin’ ’cause she’s drunk and alone
Two: Don’t let her in
You’ll have to kick her out again, and
Three: Don’t be her friend
She only gonna wake up in your bed in the morning
And if you’re under her, you wouldn’t gettin’ over her
I got new rules, I count ’em
I got new rules, I count ’em
I gotta tell them to myself
I got new rules, I count ’em
I gotta tell them to myself
It’s gonna burn for me to say this, but it’s coming from my heart
It’s been a long time coming, but we done been fell apart
Really wanna work this out, but I don’t think you’re gonna change
I do, but you don’t, think it’s best we go our separate ways
Tell me why I should stay in this relationship
When I’m hurting, baby, I ain’t happy, baby
Plus there’s so many other things I gotta deal with
I think that you should let it burn
When your feeling ain’t the same and your body don’t want to
But you know gotta let it go ’cause the party ain’t
Jumping like it used to, even though this might bruise you
Let it burn, let it burn, gotta let it burn
Deep down, you know it’s best for yourself, but you
Hate the thought of her being with someone else
But you know that it’s over
Let it burn, let it burn, gotta let it burn
Said, “Lil bitch, you can’t fuck with me if you wanted to”
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get ’em both, I don’t gotta choose
And I’m quick, cut a bitch off, so don’t get comfortable
I don’t dance now, I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance, I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak, that means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves
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