Talib Kweli - How You Love Me lyrics

[Intro] I hear footsteps, in the dark Feel like I'm goin f**in crazy [Chorus: Blaq Toven] Every day since we first met Can't even eat a bit I can't seem to think straight When I think about how you love me Everyday is like a holiday Something like Christmas Eve My worst day is carefree When I think about how you love me [Talib Kweli] When are we gonna grow up? Why do I love you so much we so touched? Excited by the drama we like when it show up The fightin don't slow up, I light you like close ups And I call you my Calamity Jane, you like my fantasy Love cause the same chemical reaction in the brain as insanity Holidays drinkin wit'cha family... pa**ionate folks Imagine if they had they own reality show - actually no Desire's like fire; quit playin or get burned or give it away on camera like Montana Fishburne Our presence is a gift, a gift is our present Breakup text call her a b**h under my breath And then the makeup s** she forgive me in a session I know she love me, she sendin a mixed message though [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] You need a chick with some fire I mean unless you want a wife cold as ice Livin life with the biggest debutante Me and you we considered the upper echelon The only one I come out my fitted for in a restaurant You can get it huh; remember I was takin your digits Same night I was makin the visit Make it the mission to make you cum When we done sometimes you hate to admit it You a little numb from the toys and love the noise that you make when you run from the boys and comfort your man, insane how we go so crazy with it This the asylum, so we call relationships committed You ain't a bird I ain't them others guys that get lost in the name You the bu*terfly, and I'm the moth to your flame Love is dying while the mother's cryin Big brother eyein me imposin their reality to Shutter Island [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Our love is like a Psycho or a trilogy, the drama is k**in me I'm grown but the little boy is still in me We discuss monogamy polygamy, the I's the probability Your momma ain't feelin me, it stung like a k**er bee How far from the tree do the apple fall? The things I said - was it how I felt, was it the alcohol? Or do I really hate her after all? I apologize for the statements that I made to her First I swallowed my pride, then I ate my words I tried to pa** it off acted like it was nothin The fact is I was discoverin my appetite for destruction Everything else is bland once you tasted filet mignon When I'm full I'm takin you home, you a plate for later on I'll eat it up... or beat it up Til your love runneth over, yo I need a cup [Chorus]