I called you late Friday night

Yo momma said you weren’t home

I called you after school

I got no answer.

Hung up the phone

Girl you treat me so bad

You say you love me.

Always be true

I add it up in my head

I think we’re through

(Instrumental Break)

Go ahead.

Do what you want to

I’m moving on with my girls

No more calls.

No more knocks

It’s a cold, cold world

I thought you said you’d have no other

You said you’d always be true

I add it up in my head

I think we’re through