Top Of Your Lungs - Al B. Sure

Girl you could careless

If we're in public or we're all alone

Ooh girl when it's on it's on

Still being difficult as you want

Even though you're dead wrong

Girl I don't wanna jump the gun head out the do or

My eard rums can't take no more I'm so tired of

All the neighbors banging on the floor

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

Like I was ten miles away from the sun

You're making this love into a project

Your attitude takes away all the fun

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

You make me wanna shout that we're done

Then I look at your face

Memories make me wanna come

Come back home to you come back home mmmmm mm

Come back home to you come back home

Mmmhm don't want excuses of

I'm sorry I ain't mean to fight you

Swinging at my face like you're Mike Tyson

Cutting up furniture like you buy it

You me both know

I used have both of us a beach in the sun

Girl when I hear you coming I just wanna run

Away from the pain that used to feel so good to me

Girl

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

Like I was ten miles away from the sun

You're making this love into a project

Your attitude takes away all the fun

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

You make me wanna shout that we're done

Then I look at your face

Memories make me wanna come

Babygirl we can't go go on like this

A bunch of worthless arguments

When we should be drinking crys

Or maybe in a park in crest a weekend in a spa for two

I'd rather rub your body down than constantly fight with you

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

Like I was ten miles away from the sun

You're making this love into a project

Your attitude takes away all the fun

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

You make me wanna shout that we're done

Then I look at your face

Memories make me wanna come

Come back home

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs I'm right here

Come back home oh naw laughs

Awake me when you're done

Screaming at from the top of your lungs

You make me wanna shout that we're done

Come back home you know

Babygirl we can't go go on like this

A bunch of worthless arguments

When we should be drinking crys

Or maybe in a park in fest a weekend in a spa for two

I'd rather rub your body down than constantly fight with you

Fight with you baby