Palpitations in Love

Guessing games

Kind of love kind of hate your game
it's all that's crossing my brain
it would be better baby
if you could do your best to refrain.
From playing around and giving me second thoughts
sorry I spilled it on you it's just what the feelings brought.
I'm not in control of these bright eyed, baby faced, clićhe, midnight crushes.
I can't quiet my blurred mind, as it shows me your pretty face and my heart gushes.
Emotional low hums as you phase in and out of my body and brain.
Has me feeling all kinds of strange, do you feel the same?
Do you think of me, sleepily?
it's how I think of you
because your day dream drains my sanity oh the vanity to think you'd reciprocate any kind of feel for me.
Now I see, it came to me whilst waiting
when it comes to hip hop and dating you prefer boyz to men.
So when he can't take you places, call me, I'll see ya then.
Don't get it twisted, I'm not bitter or angry, just wondering why you played so many games with me
like seriously lady.
I don't have time to play with you, I've got better things to do, so just be straight forward
don't leave me confused or guessing at clues.