Street Heat and Heartbreak

Intro

(Yeah)

(Ooh)

It is three a.m. again

Three a.m. on the South Side

Chorus

Why you calling my phone

When you out on the block with her

Always playing your games

When you know I am a hundred with it

Cold hearted queen

But I crave that street heat

Quit wasting my time

Boy just come over and prove it

Post-Chorus

Prove it

Just prove it

(Better prove it)

I am done with the talk

Prove it

Verse 1

Midnight messages blowing up my screen

You stay lying through your gold teeth

Thought you were different

Turned out you just like the rest of them

Acting tough in the winter wind

While I am burning up in these sheets alone

Pack your bag

Go back to the streets where you belong

Pre-Chorus

I do not need your excuses

I do not need your lies

I do not need your apologies

Just the way you make me feel when the lights go low

Chorus

Why you calling my phone

When you out on the block with her

Always playing your games

When you know I am a hundred with it

Cold hearted queen

But I crave that street heat

Quit wasting my time

Boy just come over and prove it

Post-Chorus

Prove it

Just prove it

(Better prove it)

I am done with the talk

Prove it

Verse 2

Staring at the ceiling while the fan spins fast

Reminiscing on the things we did last

Savage in the kitchen

Soft against the wall in the hallway

Bittersweet taste on my lips

Still I wonder if you meant those secrets you told me

Heartbreak in the wind

Money and pride always come first for you

Pre-Chorus

I do not need your excuses

I do not need your lies

I do not need your apologies

Just the way you make me feel when the lights go low

Chorus

Why you calling my phone

When you out on the block with her

Always playing your games

When you know I am a hundred with it

Cold hearted queen

But I crave that street heat

Quit wasting my time

Boy just come over and prove it

Bridge

Pillow talk turning into loud fights

Red and blue flickering in the window glass

You love the danger

I love the way you move when you are honest

Which is never enough

No it is never enough for a girl like me

Chorus

Why you calling my phone

When you out on the block with her

Always playing your games

When you know I am a hundred with it

Cold hearted queen

But I crave that street heat

Quit wasting my time

Boy just come over and prove it