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Gone (feat. Wiz Khalifa)Hey love, thought that I'd just share my dayIt felt a little bit crazy, baby I cleaned the closet so I'm out of your way Guess you can have your space Well, I thought that I should write a letter Then I thought this would be better, don't yell There's a million ways that I could tell you But I think I'd rather show you it's over And I won't be back no more Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers Now you're the one to blame Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Oh love, your dinner's waiting down the street And you can have it your way So love, the mess you made is yours to clean So don't be looking at me See, I don't mean to disrespect you But I think you could've done me better, don't you? You fool There's a million ways that I could tell you But I think I'd rather show you it's over And I won't be back no more Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers Now you're the one to blame Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Where you going? What you doing? Oh, you must be at the point Where you can't take this no more So you grabbing your stuff, walking out the door Moving so fast, forgot what we was even arguing for Man, I know you like the back of my hand You like to break up then make up Roll me up a joint soon as I wake up When I put it down, mess up your makeup Everything provided when you rolling with a rider You been in Hollywood so long Your ass starting to act Hollywood Talking 'bout you go leave, probably should I ain't trippin', just a bunch of extra shit I ain't missing, my sister tried to tell me 'bout you I ain't listen, now we going down this road Hit the smoke, said "bro, I've been here before" And you know Kelly never lied So you can get your stuff and get to going I'll get back to getting high There's a million ways that I could tell you But I think I'd rather show you it's over (it's over) And I won't be back no more (never again) Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Gave you my heart, it slipped through your fingers Now you're the one to blame Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Sing Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've One more time That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone Good try Slip through your fingers now you're the one done changed Oh, my, shut the fuck up |