Jill Scott

Here you go jacket down
Timbs off
Remote control
And there you go
Off into outer space
Distant from me
Where do you go
Your eyes are closed
I'd like to know
I stop
Sit next to you because you seem so blue and pray nothings wrong
Baby I don't want to see us burn down and go up in smoke
No, no, no, no, no
Talk to me, break it down, spell it out, spell it out for me
Talk to me, break it down, spell it out, spell it out for me
But when I push
Begins the riff
You take off and there I sit
Alone feeling cold
I become antagonist loud and wrong
Words are thrown
I bitch you moan
So I try another tactic
Ohh, ohhhh, oh
Close your eyes
Relax your mind
Cool down
Just recline
We've got the time
To let it go
Just unwind