Strangers In The House

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Strangers in the house, weird ass energy The cat really wasn't 'bout it, and Miko went to sleep I'm in over my head, but there's just something sweet About not knowing where it's headed, it's nothing really deep [Chorus] I'm tired of writing love songs I'm getting careless with these feelings And I've never wasted more than a phone call trying to solve it You said that it rubbed off on you, but in what kind of way? And I won't waste my time no more trying to make it [Verse 2] Horoscope-driven, chart-reading-ass shortie I love me Scorpio moon-ass shortie, I Could get cocky, then pretty, then cockier Long dick stretch 'bout twenty, 'bout forty yards Shitload of mini-mes, I'm full of myself Running late, but I still get ahead of myself No fake shit, fully organic myself Full face-lift, why are you afraid of yourself, I [Chorus] I'm tired of writing love songs I'm getting careless with these feelings And I've never wasted more than a phone call trying to solve it You said that it rubbed off on you, but in what kind of way? And I won't waste my time no more trying to make it up to you Make it up to you, make it up to you Ooh I gotta make it up, make it up Make it up to you, make it up to you Make it up to Who I gotta make it up, make it up Make it up to you (Where you at?) [Verse 3] Your word against mine again, getting nowhere again Calling it quits then going to bed, wake up and Think about what you said, clean up the mess I made Can't keep playing this game for long One minute you answer, the next, you don't Tell me "Do whatever" but I guess I won't Trying to get better, but something's wrong Can't keep playing this game for long One minute you answer, the next, you don't Tell me "Do whatever" but I guess I won't Trying to get better, but something's wrong Can't keep playing this game for long [Chorus] I'm tired of writing love songs I'm getting careless with these feelings And I've never wasted more than a phone call trying to solve it You said that it rubbed off on you, but in what kind of way And I won't waste my time no more trying to make it up to you Make it up to you, make it up to you Ooh I gotta make it up, make it up Make it up to you, make it up to you Make it up to Who I gotta make it up, make it up Make it up to you (Where you at?)