Up in bed, all alone, wandering away you'll think Sam bus 3, know the club flow, start to end I've already been through about seven scenarios, by what it was that changed your mind Know very well that you told me you come home and it happens every time I wish I had no expectations, I wish that I could get through your head With no confrontation, I really wish we'd talk about it instead All these tears that I cried, what I'm sorry to decide And you're in the same fucking bed With sad, no expectations, but I expect, you expect, we expect No, I don't need surprise, and I don't need no play by play All I need from your side is for you to communicate Respect for my time, respect for my space, respect for my energy Because I've been waiting all night for you to warm me up, and you're having one star for me With sad, I know I expect, you're in my head With no confrontation, I really wish we could talk about it instead All these tears that I cried, what I'm sorry to decide And you're in the same fucking bed With sad, no expectations, but I expect, you expect, we expect With sad, no expectations, I wish I could get through your head With no confrontation, I expect, you expect, we expect But you know what, you guys, we expect, we expect, we expect I don't need to cry I think we don't have no conversation We can talk about it Wow, is that close? I'm getting Sarah I'm getting Sarah, I'm just using you as a Here I am, because I'm pulling myself Can you see where it's climbed? I don't know where you are But I'm so close Oh wait