No More (Album Version)

No More (Album Version) - Will Smith (威爾·史密斯)/Breeze

Written by：Will Smith/Neil Larsen

Damn

Hey this is me I'm not in right now

But if you leave your name and your number

I just might think about calling you back

Have a pleasant day

Pick up the phone girl I know that you home

Please don't leave me all alone with just the sound of this tone

Come on pick up pick up pick it up pick it up pick it up

I know I don't deserve it 'cause of how I messed up but

Aight cool sit and listen

Missing ya kiss and now a tear drop glistens

I had a bit to drink kinda threw me

Things just happened she didn't mean nothin' to me

You know me baby I'm still that same man

That asked for your hand and still that same plan

Another brother falls by the way side

Another brother falls by the play side

I knew ever since I was a kid

I was gonna pay the piper for the things I did

But now it's no more us no more we no more nothin' girl

Damn and it's all 'cause of me

No more late nights watching TV

No more talks on the phone till three

No more playing in the leaves in the fall

No more piggy back rides in the mall

No more ice cream cones to share

No more sitting just playing in ya hair

No more picnics out by the sea

Ain't no more nothin' and it's all 'cause of me damn

Some brothers yeah we huff and we puff

'Cause when we hurtin' inside we gots to front like we tough

But that's dangerous to cover hurt with hard

'Cause you still get scarred through that feeble farced

Then the bonds of your ego and the shackles of manhood

Make you lose something that's damn good

I picture in my mind us hand in hand walking

So alive now I'm a dead man talking

Why can't you just pick it up so we can sit and just talk

Why can't you meet me somewhere so we could go take a walk