Um, yeah, whatever, I can tell you're not a fan. Listen, baby, it's only me getting out of bed. I'm trying to come around looking for love that's not there. Any time you hit me, I was never not there. I don't know what I find, I want a ticket to Chanel. Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell. Said you wasn't up, I meant to tell you I wasn't there. I don't want to go through this again, oh, man. I don't want to go through this again, not again. Listen, baby, it's only me getting out of bed. I don't even get to tell you on the weekends. Any time you pull up on me, baby, it's a secret. I don't know what I find, whatever.