Bitterzoet.

Wish we could switch up the roles
And I could be that...
Tell you I love you
But when you call I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me?
Like where you be at?
Cause I'm out 4 in the morning
On the corner rolling
Doing my own thing
Girl go head and be...
Go run the street
come home late say sleep like em'
Creep like em'
Front with ya friends
Act hard when you're with em
Keep a straight face when ya tell a lie
Always keep an air-tight alibi
all just like em'
What he don't know won't break his heart

No one ever get's tired of loving..
But everyone get's tired of waiting, assuming, hearing promises, saying sorry and all that hurting

And I was to proud to admit that it was hurtin me
I'd never do that to you at least purposely
Have you ever felt like you wanted to kill him
and you mixed them emotions with tequilla

and you mixed that with a little bad advice
on one of them bad nights
you have a bad fight
I fucked up and I know it
I guess it's bittersweet poetry