Try a Little Illmac

[Verse 1]
She said when my music on, she could see the city
And while they sleepin' on me, she could see the dreamer in me
I’m always home, when I’m alone I get green with envy
She value her time, wants to share it like a secret with me
Feelin' like maybe she love me, maybe she don’t
Maybe she will, uh, maybe she won’t, uh
Maybe she doesn’t or, maybe it’s nothin', uh
Maybe she love me or, maybe we fuckin', uh
Minimal cost for me to make a point and get it across
A traded flowers for original thoughts
Yeah she know how I feel, I write it down on lines of paper
And leave ‘em around the house
She mess around and find 'em later
Not quite together, not quite friends
Still awkward in changes when a long night ends
I know, mind telling me "Aye, somebody finally get you"
Stopped and thought “All I got to do is try a little”
Before and after

[Chorus]
First they love you then they hate you
Then they hate that they love you, they hate that they love you
First they love you then they hate you
Then they hate that they love you, they hate that they love you
First they love you then they hate you
Then they hate that they love you, they hate that they love you
First they love you then they hate you
Then they hate that they love you, they hate that they love you
Before and after