Intro(Timbaland):
Ahh... ahh I'm tired of arguing girl
I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired huh
I'm tired of arguin girl
Huh I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired huh
I'm tired of arguin girl
Freaky freaky freaky freaky baby girl huh

Verse 1:
Did you sleep on the wrong side?
I'm catching a bad vibe
And it's contagious
What's the latest
Speak your heart, don't bite your tongue
Don't get it twisted, don't misuse it
What's your problem?
Let's resolve it
We can solve it, what's the causes?
It's official, you got issues
I got issues, but I know I'll miss you

Chorus:
Am I supposed to change? Are you supposed to change?
Who should be hurt? Who should be blamed?
Am I supposed to change? Are you supposed to change?
Who should be hurt? Who should be ashamed?
Am I supposed to change? Are you supposed to change?
Who should be hurt? Will we remain?
We need a resolution
We need a resolution
We need a resolution
We have so much confusion

Verse 2:
I want to know where were you last night?
I fell asleep on the couch, I thought we were going out

I want to know were your fingers broke?
If you had let me know I wouldn't have put on my clothes
I want to know where'd you go instead?
Coz it was four in the morning when you crept back in the bed
I want to know what was in your head?
Or what was in my head? Am I supposed to change?

[Chorus x2]

Bridge(Aaliyah (Timbaland)):
Baby let me know, You'll let me know (I will)
You'll let me know, you'll let me know (I will)
You'll let me know, you'll let me know (I will)
You'll let me know, you'll let me know

Timbaland:
Girl, holla...
You give me bits and pieces
You tryna blame me when I don't even know the reason
I think it's just the season, maybe the month, maybe the building
Now tell me what's the reason? Stupid yo? Looks are deceiving
So, cut the crying, Cut the coughing, cut the weezing girl
Quit the blaming, Cut the naming, Cut the sleeping girl
I think you need some prayer, Better call the deacon girl
So get your act right or else we won't be speaking girl
So what's it gonna be,(freaky freaky) me and you?
Or is it gonna be who blames who?
I'm tired of these things, I'm tired of these scars
I think I'm gonna get me a drink, I'll call you tomorrow

(music fades)

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