Emotionally disconnecting myself from you, I mean from us.
Because the love you say you have for me, I no longer trust.
My mind wonders if it's just lust.
And if it's love, than maybe it ain't enough.
Don't know what you're looking for, maybe it ain't me.
If so, let me go, take me outta my misery.
Gave you all that I could give.
My heart, my body, my soul, the life we live.
10 years strong and I'm raising our kids.
New home, no dog, no white pickett fence.
Everything seems perfect, but for some reason you're still afraid to commit.
Telling family and friends that "we're not ready".
Speak for yourself Boo, I'm already married.
I'm your wife without the ring.
I cook and I clean. Consider you my king.
Wouldn't trade you for the finer things.
I'm your friend when you need.
That freak between the sheets.
I'm your, " Baby what's for breakfast? I'm ready to eat!"
" Honey, its been a long day, can you rub my feet...and my back?"
" Later on I'm gonna smack dat! " (ass dat is)
But when it comes down to the question at hand,
I hear excuse after excuse, "Is dat my man?"
My happily ever after?
Excuse me but I didn't realize our life is such a disaster.
Someone please remove this stake from my heart
I shed tearless cries.
However, my soul speaks through my eyes.
You butter me up, asking...
" Am I going anywhere? " " Haven't I always been there? "
As a matter of factly, my point exactly.
If thats the case, why is it so hard for you and I to wed?
Distraught thoughts running through my head.
Echos of the words you just said.
Or what I read - between the lines.
In this lifetime, you'll never be a husband of mine.
Took me a decade to realize.
What the old folks speak,
Why buy the milk when you can have the cow for free.
Now I feel as though that question was directed toward me!