I know you're not the right kind of lover, for me right now, baby.
I know you're not the right kind of lover, for me.
Imagination, that coincides with curious thoughts,
Decementation, communicates the words through the dark,
My education, could teach you to look back from the start,
Clarification, the love was just a hole in my heart,
Now listen.
If I could reassemble the past, the last thing that I'd ask, remove you from my own grasp.
And I know that sometimes life can move fast, the vast changes that arranges seem to drift on past,
So listen to me
So no more fussing no more fighting you see,
Down the road you know you're not the kinda lover for me.
So no more fussing no more fighting you see,
Down the road you know you're not the kinda lover for me
From what i've heard you know that you're a beautiful girl,
Absurdity for me to blame it got the weight of the world upon your shoulders.
For me it seems to be that after years of being brought up, you got caught up,
And all that did was make you older.
The phone calls that you missed, you get me pissed.
My present statute dismissed, so witness this is just a testament to shit that you been testing me with,
Dont BS, just BS is my confession to this.
So no more fussing no more fighting you see,
Down the road you know you're not the kinda lover for me.
So no more fussing no more fighting you see,
Down the road you know you're not the kinda lover for me,
For me-e, for me-e-e, oh baby for me.
I know you're not the right kind of lover, for me right now baby.
I, I know, you're not the lover, for me.