Bike

It's not a cat-fight (2x)

Silly of me to think that

You would always stay with me

Yes I guess that some things change

At least gotta learn and let go and turn the pages

Sometimes I see the way you’re changing

The truth about it, yes is that you’re rangeing

So how you’re gonna tell me when you don’t know

You tell me that you love me but you got a hoe

I see you on the street talking on the phone

She’s walking up behind you

Won't you throw the dog a bone?

Showing off her curves

She's getting on the nerves

She carries on like that

She's gonna get what she deserves

I love you

But I hate her

I hate her ‘cause she loves you

And I can't take it when

She holds you

Just like I used to

So I’m gonna tell you what I’m gonna do

Old times I reminisce

I thought you were the one from the first kiss

You used to love me

So why the hell you hold her like that

you never did me

Oh yes I'm thinking it back

How she said she was my friend

but she was burning the sack

Bitch! – Ass! – Hore!

Now I think you’d better go

If you're liking what you got

why you cutting me the look.

You're so predictable I can read you like a book.

Spreads like butter but not on my bread.

The way she puts it round

it's like she's never been fed

I'm a gonna sneak up on her tonight

Give her a little... Let her know what's right.

Everybody knows she's the local bike.

She keeps on ringing and ringing and ringing and

ringing and ah ah ah