Wrong Kinda Love

Met you on a Tuesday night. Whispering if you'd hold me tight. Said you never felt this way. Baby, how was I to know you meant cliché? I swore you loved my red lips deep. The way I move, the way I kiss. But you were playing different games. Should've known when you said we're like the same Damn thing. Oh, I was blind, blind, blind. Didn't see the neon signs. All the red, all the blues, boy. I was never made for you. Cry, cry, But your love was never mine. I was free and you were free. Devil found football, you'll never fall for me. Used to say I was your queen. Later on, you kept it clean. Now I see it crystal clear. You were checking all the weight and not my Tears. Tell me, baby, was it fun? Kissing me and fooling everyone. While I wrote you love songs deep at night, You were dreaming of the boy who hold you Tight. Oh, I was blind, blind, Didn't see the neon Signs. All the red, all the blues, boy. I was never made for you. Cry, cry. But your love was never mine. I was free and you were free. Devil found football, you'll never fall for me. Ain't no shame, I just play the wrong kind Of game. No fight, no fate, I just love the wrong Kind of man. So I'll sip my tea, fix my curls. Go find someone who wants this girl. No regrets, just lessons learned. Next time, baby, I'll read the sign before I Burn.