Not About Debra Lyrics - Throwing The Game - Lucky Boys Confusion

She only comes my way when no one's looking 

The dance hall's packed again 

Move through your body, move to the music 

A drink and smoke in hand 

With anticipation for innovation 

She says she feels the words 

Through them she's venting, Unrelenting 

Guilt trips come in slurs 

Driving her into the floor 

The boyfriend's drunk for sure 

Claims she is cheating our every meeting 

Angry to the core 

Stop treating my girl like a whore 

Am I the only one to see 

She sleeps with him and thinks about me 

Watered down connections in time 

Killing songs and bracing fears 

He can't erase cause it sends her to a place 

Where the feelings are sincere 

She bites her bottom lip 

Quietly weeping, while he is sleeping 

Lonely to the core 

Didn't I say that before 

Am I the only one to see 

She sleeps with him and thinks about me 

They watered down connections in time 

He hardened up with ease 

Two flights up it's four in the morning 

And the neighbors perk their ears 

He broke down her direction in time 

His perfection fled with ease