bad girls verdine version

Solange

It s everything that I seem to ignore
The classroom and I treat it as a book
Get back and think I see I never saw
Them hearts are still and I m never calm

The bed I woke up in, that s not my own
The make-up I applied two days ago
The night I lost my phone on the way home
The taxi came, I don t know where I m going

Oh, I can t help it baby

And still I try to throw you into my own hurricane
It s like I you spot me trying from a thousand miles away
I looked down on your soul, deep down I know that we re the same
It s stupid thinking that you would want to come play my game

Tell me what s wrong
Now we can t tell you what s wrong
I can t tell you what s wrong
I can t tell you what s wrong

I can t tell you, baby