I don’t know anymore if I’m coming or going.
Since I’ve been in a perpetual state of not knowing.
You painted a picture of something real.
Only to take me down a path,
Where I can’t move forward but I can’t go back.
Who do you think you are,
Taking somebody’s heart,
Givin it love,
just to twist it all up,
And throw it out?
You must think you’re God’s gift to the ladies.
No, you’re just a boy who’s crazy.
A real man knows how to take a stand,
and treat their woman right.
Who do you think you are?
You won’t get far,
Wasting my time,
While you save me for later.
You must think your stuff don’t stink,
But you’re on the brink of losing me.
I don’t know how much more of this game I can handle.
Since the start you’ve taken my heart and treated it like a yo-yo.
You give me hope just to real it back in,
Acting as if you’re on a day of fishin.
Is there something I’m missing?
Who do you think you are,
Taking somebody’s heart,
Givin it love just to twist it all up
And throw it out?
You must think you’re God’s gift to the ladies.
No, you’re just a boy who’s crazy.
A real man knows how to take a stand,
and treat their woman right.
Who do you think you are?
You won’t get far,
Wasting my time,
While you save me for later.
You must think your stuff don’t stink,
But you’re on the brink of losing me.
Who do you think you are,
Taking somebody’s heart,
Givin it love,
just to twist it all up
And throw it out?
You must think you’re God’s gift to the ladies.
No, you’re just a boy who’s crazy.
A real man knows how to take a stand,
and treat their woman right.
Who do you think you are?
You won’t get far,
Wasting my time,
While you save me for later.
You must think your stuff don’t stink,
But you’re on the brink of losing me.
Rachael Cabrales 
