Such a heartfelt expression of apology
Your creative spirit never ceases to amaze me
So you say you only phucked her
And think that action shouldn't phase me?

Maybe you should just say you "luv" me
Cause L-O-V-E doesn't seem to be your forte
Oh you think I'm being difficult?
Let me break it down this way...

Say I met someone at the coffee shop
That I frequent every day
You know the one I go to right before work
The one I claim helps me jump start my day

Now let's say he was
A tall, mocha-colored cup of brotha (mmm)
The kind whose muscles just ripple
The kind of man whose sexy voice
just makes both sets of lips dribble

Well, I am supposed to be a "good" girl
But sometimes hell, even good girls wanna be bad
So suppose I say, he and I stepped out
and he gave me the best dick I've ever had?

Let's say he kissed every inch of me
and thrilled me with his touch
let's say I kissed every inch of him back
Now, lemme get this straight, is this what you call a "phuck"?

Can you picture me diggin my nails in his back
with the manicure you paid for?
When I tell you all of this meant nothing to me
will you embrace me
or call me a whore?

Just makin a point to stress why I'm lettin you go
I wanted it to be very clear and plain
I also left a dictionary on the bed to better help you define my pain
On top of the dictionary I left my Bible
opened to 1st Corinthians 13
Read that and get back at me when you discern what "LOVE" means