Thursday, January 12, 2006

Hatin Love


Now I've done had lots of relationships,
Aint none of them ever added up to shit,
My folks they always told me what you wish,
Be careful cause that one thing you could get,
So I prayed to the Lord to send me love,
Send me something like an angel from up above,
But instead I got a chick who played on my heart,
She had me feeling good then tore me apart.

Love aint supposed to feel this way,
Love aint supposed to hurt or cause you pain,
Love aint supposed to make me cry,
But now I'm trying to wipe my eyes.
I'm hatin love
Love aint supposed to feel this way,
Love aint supposed to hurt or cause you pain,
Love aint supposed to make me cry,
But now I'm trying to wipe my eyes.

She was like the devil in disguise,
Spending time with me and thinking of other guys,
And even though I tried my best,
I cant describe the way she made me feel,
All over a girl, who never gave her all,
Never gave me much, when it came to love,
I dont know why I spent so much time,
On a love that wasn't mine,
And the pain is so unkind.

Love aint supposed to feel this way,
Love aint supposed to hurt or cause you pain,
Love aint supposed to make me cry,
But now I'm trying to wipe my eyes.
I'm hatin love
Love aint supposed to feel this way,
Love aint supposed to hurt or cause you pain,
Love aint supposed to make me cry,
But now I'm trying to wipe my eyes.

Now it aint even worth my time,
Love aint supposed to feel like I'm losing my mind,
I once was blind but now I see,
The girl was playing games she aint the one for me,
I'm trying to told ya,
If you find a love, just dont close your eyes, you might go blind,
Got to keep it smart, give it all your heart,
if you fall to far in love you'll find the hard way.

-Trey Songz

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