Not Coming Back - BJ The Chicago Kid, PJ Morton

Oh, way she looked at me

She was so empty

And it’s all because of me

She’s not coming back at all

Girl, notice me

Come and talk to me

Come back to me

Girl, this what we

Do when we

Act selfishly

You know

Girl, she don’t

Mean nothing to me

Girl, she’s just

A distant memory

It’s not enough

For you to leave

No, no

You’re turning nothing into something

Girl, I miss your loving

I miss your kissing, hugging

Got me down here on my knees

Don’t you hear me talking?

It can’t be over

Oh, way she looked at me

She was so empty

And it’s all because of me

She’s not coming back at all

If I could find the words to say

It doesn’t matter anyway

It’s ancient history

She’s not coming back at all

(no, no

She’s never coming back

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…)

You’re turning nothing into something

Girl, I miss your loving

I miss your kissing, hugging

Got me down here on my knees

Don’t you hear me talking?

It can’t be over

Whoa, way she looked at me

She was so empty

And it’s all because of me

She’s not coming back at all

If I could find the words to say

It doesn’t matter anyway

It’s ancient history

She’s not coming back at all