Verse 1
AR:
Relationships are a curious thing,
Like a big band dance who can't manage to swing
And the difficult thing is they're harder to grow,
Like orchids transported from tropics and dropped in the snow
We took it slow...friends first, affection second
Hand-crafted the needle then lowered it to the record
Over the years grew together and separate
Never separately, that's the key subtlety oft neglected
My art, you respect it, you're a writer yourself,
And all the books read and collected upon your shelf
Physically reflect a passion for language and words
So your criticism is genuine and keeps me at work.
A dreamer met a genius in a universe of simpletons,
Cemented to a concrete belief in superstition
And when he stopped to listen, she started to sing
My materialism is you...my want thing.
 
Chorus:
(AR:)
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world (x3)
 
Verse 2
(Dru the Monster)
I give you love, i give you pleasure/
You a star, the one i treasure/
Its hard for me to measure/
How far i am from heaven/
With these feelings that i got for you/
Call a doctor to....pull the plug i would make my heart stop for you/
But would you do the same? Different story/
I started sensing a change, the cash didn't bore me/
I dont mind spending bread if you're in your glory/
But now i wonder if you ever really did adore me/
A gold diggers attraction grows quicker, in fact/
Ya nose bigger, thats a known fibbers reaction/
actually i know you're lying even tho i still hope you're trying/
See the coats you buyin'? I work my ass off/
You checkin price tags for a skirt to match?!
Please! I dont think so/
You ain't gettin' handouts, tryna live in my world?
You ain't gotta stand out/ it's a want thing.
 
Chorus
 
Verse 3
BS:
Second I saw you, knew we're getting married
Through the misunderstandings twisting happy with the angry
 
I love you - HATE you 'til I can't even stand me
Freebasing love attempting to avoid gravity
 
The royal 'We' never worked, still the pauper's spell-bound
Stare stuck on rose thorns in the old crown
Ripped off when coaster sprouted outta merry-go-round
Buttercup build me up, don't break me down
 
Depression daily, mania nightly
You caught dead middle of my mind cycling
Still you stood by me and my changes in psyche
'Til I slipped, lit a cigarette and you caught my lying
 
The asshole had the princess Ace Rock once fabled
but lost her when the ace up his sleeve fell on the table
Still, the worst storm clouds birth the brightest rainbows
That's why the other side of my bed stays cold 'cuz
 
Bridge
AR:
You're the kind of girl (x2)
Want thing (x2)