Thought I had it all figured out, silly me, what a shame.

While I was falling in love, she ended up falling for lames.

Might sound like I’m sweatin’ you, but that ain’t a part of my game.

It’s just crazy how you go from lovers to forgetting their name.

A blissful blessing is what you were, a distant memory is what you are.

Cloud nine, your love had me in the sky hooked like Jabbar.

At times I reminisce, but our history is so far.

But that history creates mystery that leaves our door ajar.