Texty: The 411. On my Knees(feat. Ghostface).

[Chorus]
I can't fall down on my knees
And apologise to you
'Cos that aint my style

I remember how we met it was on the train
How could i forget you smiled and looked at me
The soft of your lips, they captured me
The whole ride down we kept our eyes on each other
And then we sat, down together
You gave me your number, said give me a call
I thought i wouldn't call at all
Here we are fell in love like hand to glove
Pure bliss from above
Now all we seem to do is fuss and fight
We never seem to get it right

[Chorus x 2]
I can't fall down on my knees
(fall down on my knees)
And apologise to you
(to you)
'Cos that aint my style
(That aint my style)

I remember the night when we were home alone
You were on the sofa i was on the phone
You overheard me call out my best friends name
That's when u went crazy started going insane
Grabbed the phone from my hand
Backed me against the wall
Shouting and asking who was on the call
You wouldn't believe me
When i said it's just a friend
That's when all the madness began

That's why-hy-hy-hy-hy...

[Chorus x 2]
I can't fall down on my knees
(fall down on my knees)
And apologise to you
(to you)
'Cos that aint my style

[x 2]:
He's got you begging on your knees
Crying in your sleep
Making you believe him
But your stronger
Than you'll ever know girl
You control your own world
No need to take no more

[Chorus]
I can't fall down on my knees
And apologise to you
'Cos that aint my style