Everlast - Sleeping Alone Lyrics
*Phone Rings*(Hello?)(Hey is she home yet?)(No, she's not home yet)(All right, thanks)Try to get you on the phoneBut your mother always says you're goneAnd you ain't coming homeGirl I'm sleeping aloneTry to get you on the lineAnd ask you to be mineBut you're so hard to findGirl I'm sleeping aloneBaby girl she makes the good motionMake no mistake she's deep as the oceanJake never sleeps in the heart of the cityAnd God'll never make another woman this prettyAnd I can never guess why she even messed wit' meWord to P.DiddyI treated her shittyI'm sick of cliches like opposites attractWhen they drop the drum trackScreaming "Baby come back"Reality bites like pit bull fightsI jump outta bed and throw on my lightsYour clothes are all goneAnd you ain't thereAnd your makeup drawer is emptyI found an old picture of you washing your hairAnd now we ain't even friendlyTry to get you on the phoneBut your mother always says you're goneAnd you ain't coming homeGirl I'm sleeping aloneTry to get you on the lineAnd beg you to be mineBut you're so hard to findGirl I'm sleeping aloneAin't too many kids that bang like this shortyShe'll sip champagneShe'll come drink a fortyGot a smell that inticeDress kinda sportyIn public she's niceIn private she's naughtyI had every man's dream in the palm of my handAnd *****ed it all up like the TalibanShe left town with my ring and wrecked all our plansAnd I don't even care about the fifty grandMan the hell with the cash cause that ain't the pointWe used to sit around and laugh as we smokin' the jointWe used to watch TV and eat chicken wingsWe had tickle fightsWe did the wild thingsNow I'm all alone up in my roomThis house is feelin' emptyWe used to talk about being bride and groomAnd now we ain't even friendlyTry to get you on the phoneBut your mother always says you're goneAnd you ain't coming homeGirl I'm sleeping aloneTry to get you on the lineAnd beg you to be mineBut you're so hard to findGirl I'm sleeping aloneMe corazonAin't comin' homeThe sweetest thing I've ever knownTurned off her phoneLeft me aloneThe pain that cuts down to the boneIt can't be fixedScars don't healNone of these chiks out here is realSome of these chicks got sex appealBut their souls all come up emptyPut me in the mix, girl, what's the deal?All I'm trying to be is friendlyTry to get you on the phoneBut your mother always says you're goneAnd you ain't coming homeGirl I'm sleeping aloneTry to get you on the lineAnd beg you to be mineBut you're so hard to findGirl I'm sleeping alone
