Ex Factor/ Nice For What (pot-pourri)

Jamie Cullum

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    It could all be so simple
    But you'd rather make it hard
    Loving you is like a battle
    And we both end up with scars

    Tell me, who I have to be
    To get some reciprocity
    'Cause no one loves you more than me
    And no one ever will

    No matter how I think we grow
    You always seem to let me know
    It ain't workin' (it ain't workin')
    It ain't workin' (it ain't workin')

    And when I try to walk away
    You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
    This is crazy (this is crazy)
    This is crazy (this is crazy)

    I keep letting you back in (back in)
    How can I explain myself?
    As painful as this thing has been
    I just can't be with no one else

    See I know what we've got to do
    You let go, and I'll let go too
    Cause no one's hurt me more than you
    And no one ever will

    No matter how I think we grow
    You always seem to let me know
    It ain't workin' (it ain't workin')
    It ain't workin' (it ain't workin')

    And when I try to walk away
    You'd hurt yourself to make me stay
    This is crazy (this is crazy)
    This is crazy (this is crazy)

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    Care for me, care for me
    I know you care for me
    There for me, there for me
    Said you'd be there for me

    Cry for me, cry for me
    You said you'd die for me
    Give to me, give to me
    Why won't you live for me?

    Care for me, care for me
    I know you care for me
    There for me, there for me
    Said you'd be there for me

    Cry for me, cry for me
    You said you'd die for me
    Give to me

    Everybody get your mothafuckin' roll on
    I know shorty and she doesn't want no slow song
    Had a man last year, life goes on
    Haven't let that thing loose, girl, in so long

    You've been inside, know you like to lay low
    I've been peepin' what you bringin' to the table
    Workin' hard, girl, everything paid for
    First-last, phone bill, car note, cable

    With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
    With your phone out, snappin' like you fabo
    And you showin' off, but it's alright
    And you showin' off, but it's alright
    It's a short life, yeah

    Care for me, care for me
    I know you care for me
    There for me, there for me
    Said you'd be there for me

    Cry for me, cry for me
    You said you'd die for me
    Give to me, give to me
    Why won't you live for me?

    Yeah that's a real one in your reflection
    Without a follow, without a mention
    You really pipin' up on me
    You gotta be nice for what to me?
    I understand

    You got a hunnid bands
    You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends
    High school pics, you was even bad then
    You ain't stressin' off no lover in the past tense
    You already had them
    Work at 8 am, finish 'round five
    Hoes talk down, you don't see 'em outside
    Yeah, they don't really be the same offline
    You know dark days, you know hard times

    Doin' overtime for the last month
    Saturday, call the girls, get 'em gassed up
    Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
    Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin' angles
    With your phone out, snappin' like you fabo

    And you showin' off but it's alright
    And you showin' off but it's alright
    It's a short life

    Where were you when I needed you?
    Where were you when I needed you?
    Where were you when I needed you?
    Where were you when I needed you?

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