Dear Angela Lyrics - Singles - Joe Budden

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Whatever we had goin it sure aint anymore 

Where there used to laughter now theres only pain 

(Verse One) 

I never thought it would end 

Called u my soul mate 

Thought u'd become my wife 

Together forever 

Noone could tell me otherwise 

Now I look back 

Rememberin all those tears from ur eyes 

Those were the three longest yrs of my life 

Had to putem in song 

Should of known that we couldn't whether the storm 

When u n moms ain't get along 

How could u b the one 

Or maybe I was in need of ur touch 

Fresh off of a drug addiction 

Maybe I jus needed a crutch 

Inseperable us 

No matter wat looked out for the kid 

I never thought ud want me after the pigs 

My gurl b special 

Both of us was actin confused 

Said we'd have a child together 

So our families would have to approve 

But prior to ur miscarriage 

I wasn't ready for a kid 

I was only working stock at the wiz 

Its backwards 

I jus wanted to help u 

Couldn't take u comin to me sayin mouse theres sumthin I gotta tell u 

Sit down 

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(Verse Two) 

Listen 

All I wanted in my better half 

I thought that I found her 

Even tho we argued 

The pussy was the best that I encountered 

I tried to put the BS past me 

So we could live in this same house happy 

But then u stabbed me 

Ambulance ER 

don't kno wat imma do 

Tube in my dick 

Still all I wanted was u 

Damn my thinking was sick back then 

I left the hospital 

U came home from jail 

We'd b united again 

Bed ridden 

I jus wanted to see u 

Believing 

But u tryin to leave 

Don't go angela please I need you 

I aint think u throw it 

See I laugh but u gave me a motive 

Look im sorry but 

I couldn't control it 

I kno I called u named I promised Id never call u 

But u said sum shit 

Good thing my dawgs got me up off u 

Left me wit a lot of thoughts 

Every other day its somthin new 

Like joey we gotta talk 

This aint working out 

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(Verse Three) 

U threw my clothes out the window 

Wat I did 

Throw ur clothes out the window 

How the fuck I end up in jail 

Jus like that 

Ma u actin greasy wit my son 

He aint have to see his dad walk in cuffs like that 

Learnt my lesson 

On one hand u gave me such a beautiful seed 

On the other hand hes used as a weapon 

Y things have to change 

For the worse 

Strach that 

They really changed after birth 

I guess u got wat u wanted 

A bad break ups like murder 

When it comes down to it I kno I put u thru hell 

U gotta kno its vice versus 

We aint gotta hate each other 

I tried to make it work 

I wanted a family 

Not jus a baby mama 

Look the lust was gone 

The trust was gone 

Come to grips with the thought of us is gone 

But its not jus a song 

Im good now u not the only one fed up 

But rather then us talk about it 

I'll jus write u a letta 

Dear Angie 

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