Lyrics
Yeah oh yeah
Listen, Said I wanna talk to you lady
I'm not ashamed to let you know
Yeah, everybody listen
Waking up in the middle of the night
I turn over and reach for your body baby
But then I realize you're not here baby
No
I'm a grown man not ashamed to say
My tears been falling like rain baby
Maybe I deserve this pain baby
Hey
I was running round town and she caught me slipping (Wish that I could turn time back)
Then I could of stayed home and gave you all of my attention (Now its to late for that)
Oh, you tried to put me on but I wasn't listening (So busy getting to that cash)
Now I'm looking at your photograph
Cause its the last piece of you I have
When she left me, she texted me, sent that picture to my phone
And you never, miss a good thing, in your life until its gone
I'm taking your portrait, your portrait, (yes I am) your portrait off my phone
I'm taking your portrait, your portrait, (owwee) your portrait off my phone
Listen hear
I would never beg you to take me back
You deserve the best nothing less than
I hate I had to lose my best friend
Ohhhh
The message read "You're dead wrong (dead wrong)
And you don't love nobody but your damn self (damn self)
So gone on and be by your damn self"
Hey... (That's what happened)
When she left me, (left me) she texted me, (Then she sent that picture to my phone)
Sent that picture to my phone
And you never (never), miss a good thing (good thing), in your life until its gone (your)
I'm taking your portrait, your portrait, your portrait off my phone
I'm taking your portrait, (portrait) your portrait, your portrait off my phone
Yeah, Hey
Its the hardest thing that I ever had to do (The hardest thing)
But the only way that I'm gonna ever get over you
When she left me, (left me) she texted me (texted me)
Sent that picture to my phone (owww)
And you never (never), miss a good thing, in your life until its gone
(I'm taking it down off my wall)
When she left me, she texted me, sent that picture to my phone (picture to my phone)
And you never (never), miss a good thing (miss good thing), in your life until its gone
I'm taking your portrait, your portrait, your portrait off my phone
I'm taking your portrait, your portrait, your portrait off my phone
Writer(s): Scott Spencer Storch, Jason Boyd, Yannique Delisle Barker
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