Used to Be

We, tasted love, never could get enough
But you, changed your mind, without words
With your eyes
So don’t think, your girls aint been talking honey, And don’t think,
I don’t see…
So don’t think, thatcha could fool me, caz your acting funny
ooohhh…
don’t be…
who I used to be.
House, on a hill, all these dreams, unfullfilled
You, you, you, you let me down, with every thought,
of messing around
When I was a young, when I was pulling on hearts
strings
I played the game, I won the fame, but it was leaving me empty
Well the fruit from the tree, it was pleasing to eat, but it poisoned me right
to my soul… Now I know…
Thats why I’m telling you soo…