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[Verse 1] Heavy-hearted, light-headed I had cold feet, I was hot under the collar Was eager for my slice of Americana Picket fence, 2.5 kids, back yard, pitching tents I would pitch a tent, every time I pictured your magnificence Or took a whiff as if to sniff your scent You was heaven sent but I was hell-bent on helping But you ain't ask for my help, when I asked for myself And your answer was withheld That was bad for my health You just had to be held, I just had to rebel, which was bound to repel Sick and tired intertwined, father time would tell Save the toying for Mattel, Not for toying with my head, I don't know heads from tails But I know very well, things were going very well, ain't no fault in what we felt I ain't like every male... [Verse 2] Does she love me or she love me not? I asked the petals from a flower in the flowerpot But now that flower's shot I had to cop another flower from the flower spot Does anybody have a hunch how not to allow too much when you allow a lot? I want the key, I'm not empowered by the power lock While seeking insight into tying the knot Dont be surprised to find your insides tied in knots I give you all I got, but is it all for the crotch? is it all a crock? Why am I watching clocks? Why am I hatching plots? I'm full of doubt Why would I be so worried about pulling out if I was pulling out all the stops? Before I met you I was barely wearing matching socks But now I actually sob... [Verse 3] We're like day and night I'm not saying to be in love you have to be alike But how can we be in love not even be in like? We are lying You take everything as a slight and think I'm out of line We're both stars and we're both bright but we are not aligned I used to think you was out of sight, and wanted to make you mine Nowadays I want you out of sight and out of mind But not all the time So I've invested a lot of time in trying to turn the tide I think that that was worth the try I mean, I thought you were the perfect person with whom to birth a tribe So there's my diatribe That’s how I pay my tithe To help me triumph through these trying times I'm down to swallow pride But I got to follow signs