ohhh
lalalalala
i didnt ask to go with you to mexica
I reallly didnt need the shopping spree
And L.A. or melrose
Boy if you didnt know it
well now you know
I didnt need the furs or the jewelry
because material things dont mean much to me
and ever since youve been gone
ive been holding us down on my own
Ive never ever cheated
Ive never ever lied
so you can stop asking
asking me why
why i never left you
and why i kept it real
and why im still with you
you shouldve known better
then to think i would leave
you shouldve known better
then to doubt me
it dont matter if your up
matter if your down
either way im gunna be around
shoulve known better
i would stay by your side
shouldve known your girl
was gunna ride the tide
dont matter if your
rich or poor
out r in
doin 5 or 10
you shouldve known better
what makes you think
that i would forget about you
think about it
who comes to see yah
every saturday and monday
I was on the reciver
its me
your girl
light your world
my family and friends
they just dont understand
say i should leave you alone
but i say they should leave us alone
dont you get it
Ive never ever cheated
Ive never ever lied
so you can stop asking
asking me why
why i never left you
and why i kept it real
and why im still with you
you shouldve known better
then to think i would leave
you shouldve known better
then to doubt me
it dont matter if your up
matter if your down
either way im gunna be around
shoulve known better
i would stay by your side
shouldve known your girl
was gunna ride the tide
dont matter if your
rich or poor
out r in
doin 5 or 10
you shouldve known better
(musical interlude)
you shouldve known better
then to think i would leave
you shouldve known better
then to doubt meMy blessed son, you...
You've got a lot to learn.
So I'm your best friend,
You love me, and
Well I'll tell you something:
"We're on the road to messy."
Now the bees behind my eyes sing "beware,"
But my bee-stung tongue wants in there.
Beware, beware, beware of me.
If your heart is not on my side,
if your heart is not on my side,
if your heart is not on my side,
You're not on my side anymore.
I steal a piece of your diary.
I don't think that looks like me.
Am I so cold, now that I'm older?
I tell you stories,
That doesn't mean you know me.
Now the bees behind my eyes sing, "beware,"
But my bee-stung tongue wants in there.
So come at me with mouth open wide,
And I, like a jerk, I crawl inside.
Beware, beware, beware of me.
If your heart is not on my side,
If your heart is not on my side,
If your heart is not on my side, you're not on my side anymore.