I'm not a cheater

It's not my style

I won't trade my queen for some hoodrat

But someday soon I'll let you down

You know that's just what I'm good at

I remember that pink silk gown/ jump into your bed

When Christmas came, I came too quick

And then your cat pissed on my leg (you warned me)

V!: One hot summer, 2005, I still remember the day when/ we met/ six packs in each of your hands, and a zip of grass 'less I'm mistaken//Special delivery/ no way is this for me/ any hard dick with a brain stem/ woulda seen clues you were makin' a move/ any other dude would've got laid then//// "

"Hard to get" wasn't a game I was playin'/ I was oblivious (still to this day am)/ I get the feeling some find it endearing, but all it make me feel is mayhem// It didn't matter if I got to hit it today or next week or at all/ I still get shaky in knees when I think of you/ speech when I speak to you/ crawl up the walls////

I'm not a cheater

It's not my style

I won't trade my queen for some hoodrat

But someday soon I'll let you down

You know that's just what I'm good at

I remember that pink silk gown/ jump into your bed

When Christmas came, I came too quick

And then your cat pissed on my leg

Xmas night, if I'm guessin' right, it was 2006//Irish track jacket/I'm gone dammit/ we pacmannin'/ yo mom's stash/ and we on one/ good times, laughing/ Sean was done, the big guy's dancing/ with sugarplums in his mind/ that's when you invited me to the bridge(Aye, Captain!)////

I'd like to think I'm a pimp but the truth/ is I would be nothing if not too obtuse// You gave me a tour with nothing to see, as the sexual tension began to increase////Sitting right there on the edge of your bed/all of a sudden the thought manifest:

She WANT me to kiss her

I think,

So I said that

I hope you don't slap me for this...

Nevermind that!

Fuck a slap!

You practically tackled me (Cherubs were hummin'!)

I ain't scared of nothin'!

If I could go back and attack it/ I'd tap it until it was runnin'!

For once in my life, something thought unobtainable, confidence opened the door to/

It ain't no surprise that I lost it as quick as I got it (but, fuck, I adore you!)

I'm not a cheater

It's not my style

I won't trade my queen for some hoodrat

But someday soon I'll let you down

You know that's just what I'm good at

I remember that pink silk gown/ jump into your bed

When Christmas came, I came too quick

And then your cat pissed on my leg

Took me around to kick it with James/ I couldn't act right cuz' I was ashamed/ I had a secret, I knew as soon as you'd see it, everything would change/ then everything changed/ one little phone call and then just like that, you and me were estranged/ you were enraged/ I begged and pleaded/ you said to me, "Steven, just please stay away"////

And so it remained/ 365/ 7 whole times/ plus or minus a day/ I finally saw you with friends that I've had since forever at something for KFMA/ I was afraid/ and also amazed/ you already knew all the fiends I had made/and you didn't hate me/ pressure was off, cuz' you had a man at the time, anyway, so I couldn't

Make things more complicated, cuz I had just barely been with someone too// So everything changed in the moment when we were alone after you had got rid of the dude////You let me in/ you kissed me again/ you share your most difficult truth// I shoulda been honest/ and I shoulda dropped that chick/ started the right way when I was with you//// Nothing that's happened says anything other than "I'm a liability"/ and maybe I'm stuck in a rooster illusion/ but dudes and dudettes, that shit felt real to me/I have no problem with being rejected (in fact we have to be sometimes)/what I can't abide is unanswered questions, just sitting there in the back of my mind

Fire up a Jeeter cuz that's my style, I won't trade it out for some doo rag

(But hit me up i'll get you a pound/ you know that's just what I'm good at)