Golden

Golden - Real Thing lyrics

Your rating:

[VERSE 1]
Truth on me, I'm sold
You bought it up with your fools gold
And everybody thought we'd be together, forever
More like to never, we fell into the stormy weather
Five times did I catch you lying, 
I fibbed up once', now I'm out of line
Oh, with this love game, I'm done with trying
'Cause I ain't with her thinking I miss her
Getting all bitter, looking at a picture of us
Empty, girl tell me how you will replace me
When everyone you know is faking
Well my heart's no longer yours for the breaking, no
[CHORUS]
Oh whoa oh I need a woman
I'm sick of these old games
And I'm ready for the real thing, real thing
Oh whoa oh I need you woman
Done playing around, sick of you putting me down
And I'm ready for the real thing, real thing
R-r-real thing, real woman
R-real thing, real woman
R-real thing, real woman
If you've seen one tell her I'm looking
[VERSE 2]
So tell me everything you never told me
Since we're being honest
And I'll tell you all things that the old me had promised, for you
Never worry a thing, every dollar song I'd sing
I was thinking wedding rings, you were thinking screwing me over
But now that it's over, you lost your boyfriend, 
Your best friend, investment
The trust funds, no the trust funds have gone away
'Cause I don't, I don't trust a word you say
And it's never gonna change, you're never gonna wake up
From the fantasies you made up
Don't it suck, knowing no one really loves you
More than you do, now that we're through
[CHORUS]
Oh whoa oh I need a woman
I'm sick of these old games
And I'm ready for the real thing, real thing
Oh whoa oh I need you woman
Done playing around, sick of you putting me down
And I'm ready for the real thing, real thing
[BRIDGE]
And I bet you're happy, so celebrate
Call all your girls and tell them it's a date
Hoping the club will show you love, show you love
Like what I gave to you wasn't enough oh
But no amount of mixed drinks or shots
Can replace me you've got to be crazy
Are you faded right now?
It always ends the same way
Empty cup, Advil, and a headache
Oh whoa oh I need a woman
I'm done with these old games
And I'm ready for the r-r-r-real thing
Oh whoa oh I need you woman
Done playing around, sick of you putting me down
I'm ready for the real thing, real thing
R-r-real thing, real woman
R-real thing, real woman
R-real thing, real woman
If you've seen one, tell her I'm looking
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found