[Verse 1]

Why’d you go after me before the man?

I thought you liked designer, not the name brand

She better be great, she better be grand

With a pussy tighter than a Catholic’s hands

Don’t try to justify it, you just tried to hide it, don’t try to deny it no

You really think you’re wily, bitch hit that Roadrunner and go

It would be different if this was the first time

But you took it to heart when I said to hit the grind

Work was a meeting ground, turned to a breeding ground

Coffee grounds ground up the sounds

Of the sweet, sweet talk, syrup sweet, sweep a bitch right off her feet

And her heart was feeling incomplete

She beat me to the meet and greet

When she met me at the door

Pants around her feet

Her boss ran past me in retreat

[Chorus]

She’s got me tied up

But doesn’t wanna tie me down no more

The threads of fate tied us together

Red as the flags I’d seen before

We had something mythical

One in a billion, I fucked up my odds

Is this what it’s like to feel the wrath and the spite of the Gods?

[Verse 2]

Pardon if this sounds brutal

But I had an unusual bought of drunken dreams last night

I saw you and your man way beyond holding hands

You made sure it was quite the sight

So I tracked you right down like a fox from a hound

And shot you both dead in the middle of the night

Call me insane, call me Ye, call me a genius, call me a fright

I know it aight right

She’s got a right to move on

A right to take a flight

She cut me loose like my tree ate her kite

Had a bit of a fuck up, a bit more than a byte

I snapped a dude and got both heads upright

I fucked the whole thing up, she thought it was her right

To take an inch for a mile and drive off in the night

She thought she had a green light but didn’t check it right

And hit me like a deer in her headlights

[Chorus]

She’s got me tied up

But doesn’t wanna tie me down no more

The threads of fate tied us together

Red as the flags I’d seen before

We had something mythical

One in a billion, I fucked up my odds

Is this what it’s like to feel the wrath and the spite of the Gods?

[Chorus B]

She’s got me tied up

But doesn’t wanna tie me down no more

The threads of fate tied us together

Red as the flags I’d seen before

We cut the threads and the stems

Before we could mend

Our love died before it could blossom

Put a dead rose on my grave

I wish I would have behaved

All the fruits of our labor are rotten

I’m sorry