I'm losing track of time But it's done moving right When no control of it This seems so hard to leave This part suppose to be The easiest thing (oh no
this clock? I need to go back to when we first met When the mistake hasn't happend yet Think of all the times that I Been sneaking round, creepin with that Other
Problem think I got a problem Think I got a problem, problem yeah Problem think I got a problem Think I got a problem, problem yeah [Verse 1:] Usually
[Verse 1:] I'm sorry for writing this letter, I wish I had better to say. This news is a strain on my heart Cause someones trynna take us away. I still
