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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Lead Vocals
Ginuwine
Lead Vocals
Tyrese
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tank
Songwriter
Tyrese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tank
Executive Producer
Trina Bowman
Additional Producer
Andrew Hey
Recording Engineer
Richard Furch
Recording Engineer
David Boyd
Engineer
Michael Daley
Engineer
Ginuwine
Executive Producer
Tyrese
Executive Producer
David Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Harvey Mason, Jr.
Mixing Engineer
The Underdogs
Producer
Eric Dennison
Recording Engineer
Chris Lena
Producer
Dave Whitehouse
Producer
Tony Roumell
Producer
Lyrics
What was I thinking, I know I fucked up
But I can't do this without you
Why can't we just, damn
Whoa Oh, She's packing everything in the room
I'm going crazy like, Whoa Oh
I knew that this day was coming soon but I'm feeling like, Whoa Oh
This can make a grow man cry and having him sounding like, Whoa Oh
It may hurt but it's still not enough to give up
On everything, on everything
I'm still trying to buy you a house and a ring
On everything baby I'm a change
I'm a get it right so when you come back girl it won't be the same
And I'll be ready for next time around
And I'll be ready for next time around
Cause right now it feels like pain
Feel like the Sun lost a fight with the rain
I know right now it's over
But I'll be ready for next time around
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa Oh, I'm gone need a shot of that Henn, cause I'm feeling like, Whoa Oh
Tell me how the hell- again, tonight I'm screaming like, Whoa Oh
Baby girl gave me signs, a women will give you signs when she's feeling like, Whoa Oh
I guess she's no longer mine but I'mm give her sometime to reconsider
On everything, on everything
Still trying to buy you a house and a ring
On everything baby I'm a change
I'm a get it right so when you come back girl it won't be the same
And I'll be ready for next time around
And I'll be ready for next time around
Cause right now it feels like pain
Feels like the Sun lost a fight with the rain
I know right now it's over
But I'll be ready for next time around
A real man admits when he's wrong, admits when he's gone, admits when he loves her
A real man gone pick up the phone saying "Please come home I can't love another"
On everything, on everything
Still trying to buy you a house and a ring
On everything baby I'm a change
I'm a get it right so when you come back girl it won't be the same
And I'll be ready for next time around
And I'll be ready for next time around
Cause right now it feels like pain
Feels like the Sun a the fight with the rain
I know right now it's over
But I'll be ready for next time around
Writer(s): Durrell Babbs, Jay Valentine
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