#RhythmandBluesVarietyHour Vol. 13 – Reasons

The sound that I have in my head for this song totally rips of Case of the Ex. Transparency. \

Reasons Written 3/15/07

These are the reasons why

The reasons I find to cry

The reasons I find to grieve

The reasons I want to leave

These are the reasons I’m broke

You treated my love like a joke

I should never believe what I hear

Because I’ll be hoping for it all year

(That’s right

I’ll never believe another word out your mouth

So sick

Of shedding all these tears and you don’t give a damn)

You shouldn’t have power over me

I shouldn’t have given you the glory

Because I hear what you say to your friends

Then I hear what you say on my end

(To them) I’m your trick, I’m your ho, I’ll never be your wife

(To me) I’m the one to whom you would give your life

I’m tired of believing all your lies

Thank God I found the reason why

This is the reason for my coldness

My newfound sense of boldness

Because I hear what you say to your friends

Then I hear what you say on my end

(To them) That you hit it and quit it whenever you can

(To me) That you want to be my one and only man

You can kiss my ass goodbye

Thank God I found the reason why

These are the reasons why (That’s right)

The reasons I find to cry (You can kiss my ass goodbye)

The reasons I find to grieve (So sick)

The reasons I want to leave (Of waiting for you to come when you feel like)

These are the reasons I’m broke

You treated my love like a joke

I should never believe what I hear

Because I’ll be hoping for it all year

(That’s right

You can kiss my ass goodbye

So Sick

Of waiting for you to come when you feel like)

These are the reasons why

The reasons I find to cry

The reasons I find to grieve

The reasons I want to leave

These are the reasons I’m broke

You treated my love like a joke

I should never believe what I hear

Because I’ll be hoping for it all year

These are the reasons why

I’m ready to say goodbye

Because I hear what you say to your friends

And I hear what you say on my end

I’m tired of being your toy

Waiting for a man to be made from a boy

I’m not your trick, not your ho, I’ll never be your wife

I’m not going to waste my life

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