Intro: (2x) verse 1 Each time I look into your eyes. Better off to look away but it pains me to be the least surprised. I will never buy into their lies. Truth’s going to set you free but never going to never going to say goodbye. So, take me on this rollercoaster, oh. Got to strap me down inside, going to be one hell of a ride. You think you got the best of me although. My stupid and stubborn pride will go you know that, Pre-Chorus I’ve never been a fan of home interrogation, but I think I deserve a little explanation. So tell me baby exactly what I’m supposed to do. What am I supposed to do? Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. (You know it’s true baby.) Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. verse 2 Cause I’ve been tripping out, I’m breaking down just thinking about a world without you. I don’t want to be negative but I’m beginning to doubt you. Leave me now and let me know it’s all just a game. You’ve been just one in the same. I’ve got nobody to blame but what about all those hickeys on your neck, I know that’s just a bruise right, got nothing to prove right? All those nights that you never came home, been such a late night, why shouldn’t I put up a fight. Pre-Chorus I’ve never been a fan of home interrogation, but I think I deserve a little explanation. So tell me baby exactly what I’m supposed to do. What am I supposed to do? Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. (You know it’s true baby.) Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. Solo verse 3 Want to leave but I can’t, love but I won’t. My heart’s caving in but I say don’t fall into her trap, that’s what she’s after. Loving me the best and there eat don’t matter. Oh, she’s never going to let me go. Nobody knows love like she knows. Calling me repeatedly, mute my ring tone. Just another voicemail left on my phone. Going to a party on the far east coast. Party it up with a glass we toast. Must have been traveling at least six hours and now she’s here just to give me flowers. Homies looking at her like what the— She’s looking at me screaming I love ya, but what can I do with a woman so true to me. Being true’s kind of new to me. Pre-Chorus I’ve never been a fan of home interrogation, but I think I deserve a little explanation. So tell me baby exactly what I’m supposed to do. What am I supposed to do? Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. Oooh, can you feel it too? Oh girl you know that it’s true and you know it’s you. Outro