A few weeks ago,
I saw you front row
And my heart stopped at the same
Thought you were solo
But you got a girl though
And my life ain't been the same
Until then And the only thing that's making me weak
Is the wind of my phone
They don't stay down
Oh baby
I'm meant to be on my own
But just before I go
There's something you should know
And boy, I, I think about it all the time You were mine
I give this pussy to you
9 to 5, 5 to 9 Try to behave
But I'm feeling
Can't tell me why
Why
So boys stop pretending
Cause I won't keep waiting
I'm out the door Bye bye bye
The feeling And I really feel
Straightly weak
Was the wind of my phone
Faith doesn't make you
Oh baby
I'm pent up here on my own
