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Halle Berry on MTV's "TRL" at the MTV Times Square Studios in New York City in 2002
Sleazin’ and teasin’, I’m sittin’ on him
All of my diamonds are drippin’ on him
I met him at the bar, it was 12 or somethin’
I ordered two more wines, ‘cause tonight, I’m gonna
A little context if you care to listen
I find myself in a shit position
Nothing seems like it’s working out
To schools that rejected me, dumb decision
And I don’t wanna feel crippling disappointment
In fact, I don’t wanna feel, so I stick to sippin’
And I’m out on the town with a simple mission
In my little black dress, and this shit is sittin’
Just a sad ass bitch, high heels, six inch
In the back of the nightclub, sippin’ champagne
I don’t trust nobody I’m with
In my bedroom, sniffin’ cocaine
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
I was lookin’ for a someone who could relate
Now it’s back to the intro, back to the bar
To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways
'Cause I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
God, God, end this pain, please
God ,oh God , have mercy on me, and take this pain away
You’re asking me my symptoms, I don’t wanna feel
Sniff this coke, looks like I’m blowin’ steam
Back to my ways like 2018
Not 24 hours since my last rejection
Got a new option now, it’s about to get busy
Last night really was the cherry on the cake
Been some dark days lately and I’m finding it crippling
Excuse my state, I’m as high as your hopes
That you’ll make it to my bed, get me hot and sizzling
If I take a step back to see the glass half full
At least I some money and car
And I’m already actin’ like a bitch, know what I mean?
So you might as well
Just a sad ass bitch, high heels, six inch
In the back of the nightclub, sippin’ champagne
I don’t trust nobody I’m with
In my bedroom, sniffin’ cocaine
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
I was lookin’ for a someone who could relate
Now it’s back to the intro, back to the bar
To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways
'Cause I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
God, God, end this pain, please
God ,oh God , have mercy on me, and take this pain away
You’re asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don’t wanna feel, mm (what?)
'Cause I don’t wanna feel like I felt all these years
I don’t wanna feel like I felt last year
(You’re asking why I wanna kill myself, God, I’m tired )
I don’t wanna feel how I did last night
I don’t wanna feel how I did last night, oh
God, God, end this pain, please
God ,oh God , have mercy on me, and take this pain away
You’re asking why I wanna kill myself, God, I’m tired
I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
I don’t wanna feel how I did these few years
I don’t wanna feel how I did last year
Mm, mascara smudged like modern art
I don’t know where the fuck I am or who’s drivin’ the fuckin’ car
Speedin’ down the highway, sippin’
Mixin’ coke with the liquor 'cah fuck these feelings
I left everyone I love on read (uh-huh)
Spilling secrets to the strangers on an app
I remember nothing, so there’s nothing to regret (uh-huh)
