just to be wrong
Singer:cam meekins
she stood patiently in front of the mirror waiting for class
her lipstick kiss on the corner above the glass
had to pay a thousand dollars to hear what she though of me
her hair was an offshade of brown
for a moment i thought she was just the finest in town
had a starbucks cup carried it with her when it's empty
she's lookin' for a refill and i woulda gave her plenty but
cause i been waitin' and waitin' and waitin' just to be wrong
she said she'd call me on a sunday
she said she'd call me on a sunday
so dawg what's up man i'm more just a man in the middle
i ain't hot but i'm definitely in the riddle
cause these people try to figure me out there's nothing to it
about as real as these fake bitches can do it
what's real? what's fake? what's life? smoke cigarettes
i never puffed cigs my flannel is what i'm rockin
i like self-conscious girls who trynna get the cock in
said he was hot well now we toastin em
look who just signed a deal so now we boastin' em
maybe now i can come rockin' and get some bitches
cause my game and my swag stepped up a couple switches
but i still look at the mirror and be like why god"