1, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3
I paint you in paintings if ever
I paint you at the wall
Was I supposed to wait by the phone
When you called all along,
coquette for call?
He won't go easily,
that ain't the last cause he's dying in vengeance,
the clues
I'll make sure I smile before I prosper
Why can't love do first and I'm a song away
from forever,
I'm on the faster ways,
I'll be back to next lifetime
And when you heard it, was I vindicated?
Word on the street left me naked,
yeah And when you saw it,
was I illuminated?
