good times In the bedroom, there's sheets on the windows There's a four poster bed for a reason On the floor there's a box full of secrets It won't
That I love you far too much? Does he lay awake listening to your breath? Worried, you smoke too many cigarettes Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor
I love you far too much? Does he lay awake listening to your breath? Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes. Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor
to get involved, but I'm just no help But tonight let's pretend that we're just like we were Let me stay until the morning, I'll sleep on the floor
Your love, your love can be fatal Leave me to bleed Your love, your love can be fatal It wasn't me that saw you Pick up a letter fallen on the floor
Get up on the floor The dj threwin on that t-k(?) She start dancing Pullin on my b-chain I start askin Can we hit the free ride We can sneak out of the club on
in a Nightmare it's horrible Right there's the coroner Waitin' for you to turn the corner So he can corner ya', you're a goner He's on to ya', out the
, hallelujah Maybe I've been here before I know this room, I've walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you I've seen your flag on the
Everywhere you look now, Murder Incorporated So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer For dealing with the heat you're feelin' out on the killin' floor
I watched you on the floor Cheek to cheek She's getting to you You didn't see Her eyes on me, no She looked right through you Before you make A big mistake
I knew the moment I walked through that door I felt so close to a burning sensation It got so warm As I moved across the floor My body aching with anticipation
[Canibus] Yo.. the shottie rip, perferrate the skin on top of ya ribs Red stuff come out his ribs like a Hollywood script Bitch-niggaz on the floor screamin
on the top you can see when we drop You can meet me on the block, we'll stop and talk We do not get thrown we don't stop Whether or not we up on top,
's on the mat, my white flag is wavin' I mean she even cooks me pancakes And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches If that ain't love then I don't know what love is We even got a secret
Dancin' on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step on stage and scream for more All I see, Pussy Galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not
lying on the floor I couldn't help but look inside I thought it was something that you must have left Left there for me to find All your words were on