Grave Leathers - 8pm In VA

Baby I'm a different type of man
I don't care 'bout what you're saying
You be talking with your friends
I think you love that messy shit
Honey something's got to give
Tell me where you from again
Run it off, do what you can
I been thinking 'bout the end
Why you always crying on the phone
Promise you that these games getting old
Sweetie I'm a different type of man
I don't care 'bout what you saying
Tired of being positive
I think you love that messy shit

Turn your back on him
Walk right out the door
And now you in your car
You came to cry right on my porch
What happened to you love
You fell for the wrong one
I got to give it to you
We barely know each other
I got to give it to you, you know how to charm someone
And I done fell for it
Like how you gone get me caught up
I ain't never did a spell but now I'm under one
I was on the fence 'cause I didn't want to play at all

Baby I'm a different type of man
I don't care bout what you're saying
You be talking with your friends
I think you love that messy shit
Honey something's got to give
Tell me where you from again
Run it off, do what you can
I been thinking 'bout the end
Why you always crying on the phone
Promise you that these games getting old
Sweetie I'm a different type of man
I don't care 'bout what you saying
Tired of being positive
I think you love that messy shit

And now I'm staying up late thinking, cheesing
Staring at my walls
You got me faded, jaded, anxious
Grinding on my jaw
If he saw you with me
You know we gon' set shit off
I don't fight over no one you got the game fucked up
Now everybody know our business girl you talk too much
It don't make you look no better 'cause you been around
So it's over now
One day we'll talk it out
But right now I got to cut it off
I lost my focus
Told you what it was
Everybody get little tired of same ol' same ol'
You did the same shit as me baby
Promise you no better
I stayed in my place
Why couldn't you do the same
It was over for it started told you from the jump that

Baby I'm a different type of man
I don't care bout what you're saying
You be talking with your friends
I think you love that messy shit
Honey something's got to give
Tell me where you from again
Run it off, do what you can
I been thinking 'bout the end
Why you always crying on the phone
Promise you that these games getting old
Sweetie I'm a different type of man
I don't care 'bout what you saying
Tired of being positive
I think you love that messy shit

Written by:
Roger Wynn

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