Black Diamond - The Exchange lyrics

There were two parties And out of two parties there was one And out of one party there was none At the time my knack for destruction was wanton And I thought the ice around my wrist weighed like one ton I thought that bagging a b**h would be a fun run,
But come to realize bragging about a b**h burned like Bunsen Yeah, I caught feelings, premonitions about my life after Dancing on the floor, flowing with light laughter Dancing with each other, she sang to me right after And after that, the aftermath was running home, but rather that Would've k**ed to have another bat I hit homer with this girl now asking for another chance To prove my truth and sincerity What more proof than familiarity Do you need to have clarity or motivation for showing me charity I know you're a bad b**h and I might not deserve you I mean who's right is it really to try to reserve you But that night, baby, I felt like I was in skates I got two weeks to show you that I have what it takes 
That I'm a great dude flirting with high stakes Uh I used to think it wasn't possible to feel this way That love at a glance wouldn't be real on this day They tell me she f**ed another dude before coming this way Make me question her motives and put me in disarray Disillusion high enough reach the ceiling Was it all an illusion, the thoughts changing my feelings The idea that she was different was sending me reeling Maybe it was true the next day- no proper greeting Maybe we're in agreement, no problem, catch me in a different seating I couldn't help it, hit her line, asked her for another meeting- "Maybe" she said, but that's a warning that I wasn't heeding Her words cut me deep I swear I was bleeding Again, like the next time I was reading and she said she couldn't go Couldn't help but wanna scream that I suppose I realized this girl I loved was just a hoe But was it love or lust I couldn't know It was the love and trust I just wouldn't throw -I need to find out! Come to think all the attention was the reason She made me feel my heart skip like the season More like make my heart Fall like the season, or walk when I'm freezing The only thing ashamed wasn't my heart Told her what I did, I said it was art Making movies and writing books, she looked at the stars While counting the seconds before she went back afar… Start the second party Eyes scanning wondering if she would show Started drinking letting the liquor flow Started getting drowsy at the thought of her Another beer down wondering if she would know I was waiting but she was baiting from the yard A week before half couple, who knew it'd be this hard My hands shaking my hairs waving lord knows I was scared Going up after my shot doubled, I hadn't dared She was there, beautiful as when I first saw her The actress and dancer she was, no artist could draw her The vodka getting heavy thought I saw a flying saucer My mind is protesting my body, but now I couldn't stall her She saw me there, and I went to talk to her, wishing that my drunk a** Was just able to call her Few words exchanged then we parted again, and the next I saw She was at it again A different man at her hip, a different beer take a sip- Phones flashing and hoes dancing and there I was asking Myself, what had I done to get me put on the shelf? Maybe I was drowsy, maybe I wasn't myself Tears started falling, asked my friend for some help I sat down, nothing but that clear in my system Next I knew she was needing a**istance I sat beside her while she slept, and heard about where she came from And where she was kept I sat and wondered if this all was worth it All the energy and time does she even deserve it? Was it love that I felt or did I feel deserted? Would I stay this way, or would I be reverted? One guy told me that I wasn't the only one after her f** them, I'm the only one who has to have her Questioning me like I'm the only one who has to answer For the mutual exchange that we had, who was the dancer? Coming to terms with what I couldn't find out Was it love or her beauty that I gladly announced Found out it was true, at least to my sound She was my heart, and she was my cloud And I was her smooth criminal, and I figured out That all that before has no deeper meaning Cause deep in my heart I know there's no deeper feeling Maybe with this girl I figured it out too late September 29th is when she was leaving… The day before I said I wanted to be friends with her Told her that I wanted to be casual instead of her Leaving on bad terms before it would end with her And two weeks was gone before I could get with her It was like hasta la vista To a love that was A Prima Vista For a girl that was more than a Fashionista that came with a Visa… Her name… Was Elisa