First I thought you were sinful But now I realise that it's simple I'm feeling you, let's fill it to the brimful We'll make this thing pop like a pimple It's more like a social thing Girl it's your eyes I'm falling in I've felt this a couple times, it's torturing My girl, and I'm your guy Can't imagine how and I can't imagine why We break up, love you without makeup Without you girl there ain't no offer that I wouldn't take up Started cos you were simply mine But things got out of hand and then we started to find Different outputs of stress Mainly blazing that cess And now I'm so tired I can't even undress, yes, I need some sleep and get back on my feet But ima a keep it primitive cos string keeps it neat Cos string keeps it neat My girl, and I'm your guy Can't imagine how and I can't imagine why We break up, love you without makeup Without you girl there ain't no offer that I wouldn't take up