Knew he was a killer first time that I saw him
Wonder how many girls he had loved and left haunted
But if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom
Holdin' him for ransom
Some, some boys are tryin' too hard
He don't try at all, though
Younger than my exes but he act like such a man, so
I see nothing better, I keep him forever
Like a vendetta-taI-I-I see how this is gon' go
Touch me and you'll never be alone
I-Island breeze and lights down low
No one has to knowIn the middle of the night, in my dreams
You should see the things we do, baby.