The Reason

Who's got that rugged, no never slugging,
cold steel look in their eyes, that makes
my woman weak and stutter
When our eyes meet, you sigh and bite your
lip so, I know I've already got your panties
soaking wet and you ready to go

Don't need to drive you around town in a
jaguar, to make you feel like you're a
mother-fucking star
You've got to much mental clarity and self-
esteem for that
Cause no matter what you've got, it doesn't
define you and your content with that

Always feeling like your on cloud nine, I can
be rough with you, I've got true fucking grit
but, still I always treat you kind and not
like shit
Other guys look, they even stop and ogle but, I
want make a scene until I see, you uncomfortable

Been a long time since acting like a little
boy and crying like a fucking bitch cause someone
took my toy
If she wants to go, I bid her farewell, lock our
place up and burn it all, to the fucking ground
Why the hell not, I'll not live in a fucking
memory haunted house