Miyah

no calling after ten, no hustlin' my friend, no asking 'where you've been' , no callin' no stalkin' no conversations and that's how it should be, cuz if it's over - then it's over he should leave me alone, so why are you still in my dreams, you should leave me alone , boy you got a hold of my mind you should let it go, but then i realize, baby i'm the only one holding on. i wanna call you, wish you would fall through, go through the door say you love me, you miss me. and i admit that i wish we could get back, thought it was over but the truth is, i'm hung up you. cuz' every time the telephone rings i pick it up hoping it's your call, and everytime i turn on the radio, that damn radio is playing our song. why can't i get over you, if you say you're gone, why won't you just let me go , i don't understand, this isn't going according to plans, this was supposed to be a clean cut breakup, no regreats no second thoughts - i said i wanted out, you said you wanted out - we said we wanted to do our own thing, so what am i trippin' bout ? looking in the mirror, i'm sure that i've had enough, but i'm sick of friends saying go have fun, don't be this way, cuz when you got a brooken heart having fun is tough, and as if it wasn't enough - still wanna call you. i never thought it would have happend, not in my wildest dreams would i ever have imagined i'd be such a mess, i'm stressed and yes i'm having trouble letting you go