Ryan Leslie
Ryan Leslie - Joan Of Arc lyrics
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I wake up to detect messages in my email This what I get for messin' wit pretty females It's a crazy life – yeah it's a mad world Where good dudes will betray you over a bad girl And bad girls'll take advantage of good dudes Smear your name in the press and call it good news Oh he hot now? oh he blowin' up? Call the cops – restraining order for showin' up If I was you I'd be seeing if I was ok We had a problem you didn't call me the whole day Your girlfriend picked up the phone and hung up on me Who is she to do that – she don't even know me F* the "he say she say", The 'blame game' blasting kanye on the freeway I called my mother up for advice she said son, you should hold your heart Girls play the victim so well – joan of arc Chorus I took a chance on romance, I loved you And now that it burns, still I yearn to touch you And the question is Who gon' love you like I love you, baby Who gon' love you like I love you, now? Who gon' love you like I love you, baby, baby Verse 2 Listen, I know you must be mad look how you lost it You should work it out wit me tho I'm the one who caused it I should've cleaned the skeletons from my closet Drivin' to my apocalypse with 400 horses Drop dead gorgeous – unfair advantage You deserve an emmy award for all your antics Caught up in a battle of curse word semantics Tryna find our way back home from atlantis You had your father call me – zero empathy Reading about your new first date like it's meant for me Tryna stay focused on winnin' – yeah, hold my course Meanwhile you infiltrated my heart – a trojan horse They say in love and war – all's fair But when you break up and go out – yeah, they all stare Obfuscating the real reason we've grown apart You played the victim so well – joan of arc Chorus Verse 3 Tryna figure out what the past meant And since when a birthday gift is harassment A rose gold bracelet nothing subliminal You called your lawyer up said my actions were criminal And now as I'm sittin with a pad in this motherf*ckin holding cell I'm thinking how could you do this to me? you cold as hell A young emperor exiled – bonaparte Everything I fought for, lost – joan of arc Chorus