RIDE ON ME

I know there's No money For us to, run and hide I detest the ambiguity Of the number that you'll run on me His lies spoken Straight to my face Doesn't change the fact that I crave his embrace He's troubled insecure and rather immature And I'd rather no love that's impure Cue my rhyme about heartbreak Fucked it up again for gods sakes My walls torn down My smiles in frowns Leave him in the last and won't tune around I know there's No money For us to, run and hide I detest the ambiguity Of the number that you'll run on me I know there's No money For us to, run and hide I detest the ambiguity Of the number that you'll run on me