She keep tellin´ me we best of friends I don´t know what type of shit I´m in
There´s gotta be some other man In my mind, I´m thinkin´ we talk (we talk) Ain´t tryna rush nothin´, I just need more (need more) And she thinks I should understand (why?) Cause I usually do (okay) But she keeps throwin´ signs (yeah) I might, not be what she´s into (what, right) But she promised me, she´s still into guys (uh huh) Even though, my heart tells me a woman may be in her life (that´s what I thought)
I´m not judgin´ you (not judgin´ you, you) But i feel I waste my time, feel like you´ll never be mine I´m not judgin´ you (not judgin´ you) But i feel I waste my time, like youll never be mine (wastin´, never be mine)
So what´s the point?
Now we done been on three vacations, nothin´s ever goin´ down I kiss her lips sometimes on occasion, postin´ up pics, we pourin´ brown She tells me I´m her type, her directions won´t show She got her people tellin´ me that I should give up and move on, damn But she promised me, that she was still in to guys But my hearts tell me, that there´s a woman in her life
I´m not judgin´ you (not judgin´ you, you) But i feel I waste my time, feel like you´ll never be mine
I´m not judgin´ you But i feel I waste my time, like youll never be mine (wastin´, never be mine) So what´s the point?