Keep the Change - Jeezy

Are you having trouble finding sleep at night? Or does your lack of conscience tell you everything's all right? I trust your good intentions that you're watching over friends You must think that I'm crazy if I don't see through that grin So tell me what your best friend knows that I don't know Tell me why you talk me down (Talk me down) Wherever you go You're a saint, you're a queen And I'm just another boy without a crown Tell me why you sell me out (Sell me out) Everywhere you go I just wanna know what your best friend knows So vindictive, you'll say anything you like The smile you fake, the steps you take You know you never could get it right And talk is cheap so make believe your secrets find the grave It's too late, you gave up your last chance to walk away So tell me what your best friend knows that I don't know Tell me why you talk me down (Talk me down) Wherever you go You're a saint, you're a queen And I'm just another boy without a crown Tell me why you sell me out (Sell me out) Everywhere you go I just wanna know what your best friend knows You stand a little too tall, say a little too much You're gonna bite that know-it-all tongue You tried a little too hard, now I'm calling that bluff Big plans are coming undone That's just typical (Typical) You're so cynical (Cynical) Couldn't have me, I didn't want you You're selling me out to the girl I can't afford to lose You stand a little too tall, say a little too much You're gonna bite that know-it-all tongue You tried a little too hard, now I'm calling that bluff Big plans are coming undone That's just typical (Typical) You're so cynical (Cynical) Couldn't have me, I didn't want you You set yourself up to lose So tell me what your best friend knows that I don't know Tell me why you talk me down (Talk me down) Wherever you go You're a saint, you're a queen And I'm just another boy without a crown Tell me why you sell me out (Sell me out) Everywhere you go I just wanna know what your best friend knows (What your best friend knows) I'm never gonna let this go What your best friend knows What your best friend knows

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