Inside My Arms (feat. Braxton Cook)

Inside my arms he's a different man Inside my arms he forgets his plans He is mine and I supply everything he needs Until he leaves and forgets the warmth of my body ooh I'm not proud that I cling to him I cherish his soul and sing to him But I am hopelessly into him I answer when he calls Inside my arms on some too late night When I don't care if he treats me right We'll be pretending but I'll know that it's real in the morning Inside my arms on some too late night When I don't care if he treats me right We'll be pretending but I'll know that it's real In the morning he'll forget to feel till some other too late night Inside my arms it's a too late night And I don't care if he treats me right Pretend, I don't care I know that it's real In the morning The morning In the morning