THE IDEA OF THIS SONG IS IT’S TWO LETTERS..FROM A GIRL INLOVE WITH A THUG WHO IS ABOUT TO BE RELEASED FROM PRISON SO NO CHORUS…enjoy
VANITY:
baby forgive me, please don’t leave me,
baby believe me, it wont be easy, im just busy
these were the last words you ever said to me
i can feel your struggle i can feel your pain,
my mind is boggled but my heart’s the same
my feelings kept bottled up inside, i’m going insane
we were so hot, b4 you got locked up, we were burning up inflames
it wasn’t picture perfect, never predicted we’d become old picture frames
i have to admit, i am an addict, the fact is that you became my cocaine,
i’m addicted to a convict, this was never my objective, tho i feel no shame
the day we met i couldn’t resist we just clicked, it’s like we were handpicked
we’ve had our share of conflicts, but there was nothing we weren’t able to fix
id throw fits when u got high, i’d ask why? and you’d just role those fives
but even then, i knew i was the one to be your wife, no lies, this was our lives!
we would start to fight, i’d throw knives u’d just watch them fly, and take nose dives
this would make your temper ignite, remember? it would happen every night
you would throw the blender, blinded by anger, your fist, my face you’d strike
but neither of us would surrender, it would get bigger, and become a bitter dogfight
we would go to sleep and wake up, all shaken up and tried avoid each others eyes
then break up, we were stuck in this tug of war, i’m in love with a thug, he’s my drug my high
we gave up, smile then we’d make up, hug and make love under the moon light all night!
i don’t know how we managed to survive, but i have never ever felt so alive!
GRIMM:
Right now behind these walls,bars,and doorways
I’m thinking of you and how our fights were like four-play
How you’d get home from you job working nine to five
And get pissed cause the grass was long,clothes still on the line
dishes in the sink..I hadn’t dusted or vaccumed
And I had three friends over drinking and blazing in the back room
One friend passed out in the bath room and asked you get me a beer
You’d flip out and call me lazy and say “I want your friends outta here”
They’d leave and we’d scream back and forth for hours
Knives flying by me then being hit by the jar for flour
I was always hustling late till the darkness turned to light
Get home just in time for your “good morning” and my “good night”
The morning sun on your face always melted away all my anger..
I may hit from time to time but there was never any danger
You were just as crazy,stubborn,and in love as I was
I always called you my “princess” you said “Your my thug”
We were all each other ever needed,a balance of love and hate
And I know it’s your face I’ll see in a week when I walk out these gates.
I can’t wait to hold my “princess” in my arms again
I can’t promise we won’t cause each other harm again
But every fight we have I know we’ll grow that much closer
I feel so lucky to have you you must be my clover
Only 6 more days,12 hours, 2o minutes left in this Place
Before I can embrace your waist and caress that pretty face
Cause there’s no doubt in my mind that the good out weights the bad
We may get angry,hostile,or even violent but never feel sad
Cause thru the thick and thin you’re my V,I’m your Grimm
We’ll always shine brightest for each other when the world seems dim
Love you Baby,
I’ll be home Tuesday
VANITY:
baby forgive me, please don’t leave me,
baby believe me, it wont be easy, im just busy
these were the last words you ever said to me
i can feel your struggle i can feel your pain,
my mind is boggled but my heart’s the same
my feelings kept bottled up inside, i’m going insane
we were so hot, b4 you got locked up, we were burning up inflames
it wasn’t picture perfect, never predicted we’d become old picture frames
i have to admit, i am an addict, the fact is that you became my cocaine,
i’m addicted to a convict, this was never my objective, tho i feel no shame
the day we met i couldn’t resist we just clicked, it’s like we were handpicked
we’ve had our share of conflicts, but there was nothing we weren’t able to fix
id throw fits when u got high, i’d ask why? and you’d just role those fives
but even then, i knew i was the one to be your wife, no lies, this was our lives!
we would start to fight, i’d throw knives u’d just watch them fly, and take nose dives
this would make your temper ignite, remember? it would happen every night
you would throw the blender, blinded by anger, your fist, my face you’d strike
but neither of us would surrender, it would get bigger, and become a bitter dogfight
we would go to sleep and wake up, all shaken up and tried avoid each others eyes
then break up, we were stuck in this tug of war, i’m in love with a thug, he’s my drug my high
we gave up, smile then we’d make up, hug and make love under the moon light all night!
i don’t know how we managed to survive, but i have never ever felt so alive!
GRIMM:
Right now behind these walls,bars,and doorways
I’m thinking of you and how our fights were like four-play
How you’d get home from you job working nine to five
And get pissed cause the grass was long,clothes still on the line
dishes in the sink..I hadn’t dusted or vaccumed
And I had three friends over drinking and blazing in the back room
One friend passed out in the bath room and asked you get me a beer
You’d flip out and call me lazy and say “I want your friends outta here”
They’d leave and we’d scream back and forth for hours
Knives flying by me then being hit by the jar for flour
I was always hustling late till the darkness turned to light
Get home just in time for your “good morning” and my “good night”
The morning sun on your face always melted away all my anger..
I may hit from time to time but there was never any danger
You were just as crazy,stubborn,and in love as I was
I always called you my “princess” you said “Your my thug”
We were all each other ever needed,a balance of love and hate
And I know it’s your face I’ll see in a week when I walk out these gates.
I can’t wait to hold my “princess” in my arms again
I can’t promise we won’t cause each other harm again
But every fight we have I know we’ll grow that much closer
I feel so lucky to have you you must be my clover
Only 6 more days,12 hours, 2o minutes left in this Place
Before I can embrace your waist and caress that pretty face
Cause there’s no doubt in my mind that the good out weights the bad
We may get angry,hostile,or even violent but never feel sad
Cause thru the thick and thin you’re my V,I’m your Grimm
We’ll always shine brightest for each other when the world seems dim
Love you Baby,
I’ll be home Tuesday
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