Late Night Fights, Morning Kisses

You walking 'round the room with that loud ass attitude. Mouth moving but

I swear I ain't in the mood. Phone face down, you like,

"Who you texting tonight?" I'm like, "Why you tripping? You ain't even

read it right." We both petty, both stubborn, both talking crazy. Both know damn

well neither one of us leaving, baby. You slam doors, I roll eyes,

same old loop. We fight hard 'cause the love hit deeper than the truth.

Now you standing in my face like you big and bad. Talking wild but

your hands say you missing what we had. We too grown for this shit,