Текстове на песни: James Fauntleroy II. Idiot.

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[Verse 1:]
I cut my phone on shoulda been cut off
Way that you cut off now from me
I spent anotha night crying in da bed
Just lying the way that you lied to me
And maybe damn I even put my plans off
Just so you can put off you an me I gave you everything
An you gave me nothing
You gave me nothing
But history yea

[Hook:]
I used to be caught in the middle
Between the tricks and the games
And your riddles
And now I'm starting to see just a little
I'm wondering

[Chorus:]
What kind of idiot
Sleeps on this heart of mine
What kind of idiot
Ain't gonna realize
That I'm worth the time

I know you not stupid
I know I'm not stupid
So what am I doin
Doin
What kind of idiot falls for it everytime
So what kind of idiot am I
Am I
Am I
Am I I
So what kind of idiot am I
Am I
Am I
Am I I

[Verse 2:]
So what kind of idiot am I
What made me think that I be the first one
Should of been the first one to say goodbye
You broke my heart back there
I let it go back there
Should of venture back when you made me cry
Now that it's over
How will I get over
All this dependity of you an I
I gave u everything
Shoulda gave you nothin
Damn what of waste of time

[Hook:]
I used to be caught in the middle
Between the tricks and the games
And your riddles
And now I'm starting to see just a little
I'm wondering

[Chorus:]
What kind of idiot
Sleeps on this heart of mine
What kind of idiot
Ain't gona realize
Dat I'm worth the time
I know you not stupid
I know I'm not stupid
So what am I doin
Doin

What kind of idiot falls for it everytime
So what kind of idiot am I
Am I
Am I
Am I I

So what kind of idiot am I
Am I
Am I
Am I I

[music break]

[Chorus:]
What kind of idiot
Sleeps on this heart of mine
What kind of idiot
Ain't gonna realize
That I'm worth the time
I know you not stupid
I know I'm not stupid
So what am I doin
Doin

What kind of idiot falls for it everytime
So what kind of idiot am I

[fades:]
What kind of idiot
Sleeps on this heart of mine
What kind of idiot
Ain't gonna realize
Dat I'm worth the time