It Ain't Funny How We Don't Talk Anymore

It aint funny how we don't talk anymore

I'm custom built to be spilt but fun 'til i hit the floor

Why be the powdery apple in the bunch

The sweetness aint so delish without the crunch

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Sharp dressed for convicts (high maintenance)

The blood is our stitch (old licks for sense)

But lets get it together (Let's Roll)

Before this ship sinks

Or watch me decay

You patroned my decay

Yeh i'm the new Pompeii

It aint funny how you don't see me anymore

I'm a ghost, a desparate host, always lookin to the door

And you wonder why i beat my head beat my head beat my delicacies Well

What do you do for clarity

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Sharp dressed for convicts (high maitenance)

The blood is our stitch (old licks for sense)

But lets get it together (Let's Roll)

Before this ship sinks

Or watch me decay

(Did you ever think we were a team)

You patroned my decay

(Did you ever think we were together?)

Yeh i'm the new Pompeii

I'm the new Pompeii...

I saw ya