I've been thinking of all these ways
I'm in my bag
I've been feeling on some type of way
I won't go back
I think I hold you back, told you that
You think I'm right
So I sold you the old you back
I think I might
I gave you love, you needed more
I gave you love, you needed more
I gave you love, you needed more
I gave you love, you needed more
I'm in my bag, I ain't coming back
If you read my lips, can you catch my drift?
I'm in my bag, I ain't coming back
If you read my lips, can you catch my drift?