(Verse 1)

Here we go again with this, seems like we have an endless list of
Things we can fight over, these wars tearin' down our edifice
Writings on the wall we droppin' bombs at that residence
Pour pestilence inside my ears then in turn we got wreck again
But see my dearest, its necessary you nearest
Losin' you that first time, truely showed me what fear is
Then we had that second time, i was the one you shared with
Another, and a third time might have me checkin my spirit, uh
In with psychiatrists, we in deep as Leviathan
Into something as much as we see destruction we love it
Arguments and discussions be interrupted by cuttin'
Jumpin' thru different phases of trustin trust, aint it somethin'
In tune with ya shape like intruders with safes
Ya 'tude be Joe Pesci you John Gruden ya face
You sob true when you cant, devise rules that i cant go break
The pressure makes you wan' sock dude in the face, but wait

(Hook)
Tell me what kinda song i'm 'posed to sang
When my, trust ain't enough and the truth a just bring the pain, pain
What kinda song i'm 'posed to sang
When your tears can fill a tub and emotionally i'm drained, drained
What kinda song i'm 'posed to sang
When we both feel we right but there's no one to take the blame, blame
(Miles B.)
It ain't my fault, it ain't your fault, so fuck the wrong and the right
I'll pull you close to let you know you can't be gone from my sights

(Verse 2)

What would you give for perfection
Would you trade out all your beauty from your mirrors reflection
'Cus in my perception, perfect always gon leave you searchin'
Just for an example of it the time you wastin is worthless
Well in relations, imperfections pleasantly plaugin'
To the point it'll leave you vacant and questionin' can we make it
But, those flaws and fuck ups are what i covet the most
'Cus when you don't think your beautiful i can just brag and boast
To ya ears like come on, girl you right and you strong
Fuss fight then we moan, you don't like that we go
At each other but girl it happens, don't let it become a pattern
We get distracted by madness, we cant focus just on what matters
But shit, that's how it goes, when i get you outside ya clothes
You forget how you hate me and cuss me out when i'm on the road haha,
And that's when i pull you close
So even when we be beefin i just strive to let you know i'm here

(Hook)

(Verse 3) Miles B.
Whatever goes on, in our life
I'm a be stuck with you, between the wrong or rights
Ooooh, and I will never let you get out from my mind (no, no, no, no)
Baby, your touch is so sweet, it feels so right
So close your eyes, and dream of Heaven
'Cus when your with me, you cant think of anything
Better in your life