Stro Elliot - This is Not a Home lyrics

I don't want to wait another day It could get a little serious I don't want to throw it all away It could get a little serious I got my mind made up They say give it time but even time gave up They say give her the finer things pay up I say leave her to find her wings and wake up This is how we break up Order me around Ill water down your make up You ordering a pound of flesh but can't cut Your older then you sound I guess Now say what And here she struts Fear she I hear she steers me nuts Clearly the mirror and me ain't seen much Since the deer and the 18 wheeler went crush And went flush with the pavement I rushed in like a head Must of been the Days Inn Or the ways in which we touched on our way in Carpe diem turns to carpe damned I don't want to wait another day It could get a little serious I don't want to throw it all away It could get a little serious I don't want to see you smile It could get a little serious I don't want to see your eyes It could get a little serious She ain't much on the weigh in But she gotta punch that'll punch through a man Leave me with a hole in my ozone The reason why I'm colder then a snow cone Cleaving to the rubble left No ones home All alone beaten by the double x chromosome I know it looks funny I laughed when I saw the half she took from me I laughed when she walked pa** me Like a runway Mrs's With a one way ticket on a Sunday This is just the way it goes I didn't know she was a teaser But I know a little Weazer And even they singing to me say it ain't so Singing say it ain't so Even they singing to me say it ain't so Say it ain't so I don't want to wait another day It could get a little serious I don't want to throw it all away