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you played a game, i played my part and it's my fault i'm cryin now i guess there's no denyin now after your lyin, you've got me hooked... and it's a shame, i think it's sad tha love we had or whut i thought we did today, could still exist cuz after all this, i still want you... see you don't understand what it's like to have tha man you've dreamed of all your life you don't care that it's not right he could ditch an lie an cheat it's not hurtin me i'll pretend i'm still dreamin... if you would just lie... tha false I LOVE YOUs were lies but they sufficed keep on the heartless hugs in my mind were so right keep on you can use me, abuse me, do what you please cause i'ma be alright - i'm satisfied... if you keep lyin to me keep on... |
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This is one of those songs I wrote for the fun of exploring less exposed concepts: I'm entirely detached from the material. The basic idea was to get across how someone in love is willing to put their own self-respect aside (if feigning ignorance is a violation to one's personal standards), and continue on in fantasy in order to hold onto how someone else can make them feel... |
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I'd like to dedicate this one to the dark black, soulful, delicious R&B crooners, Tyrese, Usher, Donell Jones, and Musiq. I had yall in mind when I wrote this one. I got the music video planned out and everything. I'm leavin tha second verse up to yall - whoever hollas at me first gets tha gig an a lil somethin special from me in tha studio... an even more after we done recordin... an more on tha set of tha video... and some more durin tha lunch break... an more after we wrap... an more at mah album release party... an at tha after party... an back at tha hotel room... an back at mah place... |
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