The Cut

Dirty waters, it's your name
flowing through the ears
of the other,
on the phone
complaining
about disinterest in the name and

i'm sorry bout the way i treated you
no one comes close
cause
i yearn for your body
i sure do
and hearing that another's holding it down's
got me sick and shit

and i been missing you
you really had to find someone new?
but forget alla that
cause this bout me and you

I wanna hold you till the sun rise
look into your eyes
make love to you like it's the first time
meeting you, caressing you
needing you; do or die time

Baby, you ain't know love till it gets you
i hear you swearing bout you love him
but does he love you like i do?