I was walking down the street the other day Tryna distract myself But then I see your face Oh wait, that's someone else Ohh, tryna play it coy Tryna make it disappear But just like the battle of Troy There's nothing subtle here In my room there's a kin...

I had a dream We were sipping whisky neat Highest floor, the bowery And I was high enough 'Somewhere along the lines We stopped seeing eye to eye You were staying out all night And I had enough No, I don't wanna know where you been or where you're go...