How am i supposed to say
I can see you, woman now
Curse these things
Inside my head
That make me think
You deserve someone else
Be quiet things
In my ear
Cause all i hear from you
Keeps coming back
I can't get this off my mind
I doubt that you remember it
But i do all the time
Your parents were out
And wouldn't be home that night
We were on your bed
And you said
"i'm not sure, i'm pretty high
But i remember his hand on my upper thigh
And i think my uncle hurt me
At his house one time"