You should've told me you were feelin' that way
You should've told me you were feelin' that way
That way
Oh, that way
You get the feelin' I'm talkin' bout you bad
You should've told me you were feelin' like that
I would've told you how I feel about that
I would've told you that my spirit might cry
I just let it through our country, but the population's on crack
Now, how in the world can you live like that
Now, how in the world can you live like that
And if it's my world and it's not your money
Won't you be mad that I turned my back
Now, how in the world would I act like that
Now, how in the world would I act like that
Now, how in the world would I be like that
Tryna leave my crib with a girl you're bad
I know I've been actin' shallow, my bad
Got so many pasts, I'm cryin' so bad
Tryna leave my ex, wants to be my friend
All that, would you please go away
Keep workin' with the church, tryna stop my chain
I'm a church in the woods, tryna stop my pain
I don't make it to the hills, tryna ride my chain
Everybody get help, I've recalled my name
I've been hopin' still, I've been helpin' my aim
Now I gotta turn it to, help out my aim