Betcha gon' know Songtext / Lyric

Whoa, welcome to a day of my life, day of my life
The memories of an imperfect angel...
Whoa, welcome, welcome, welcome to a day of my life
The memories of an imperfect angel... Though the lights were low, i could see you both in a lovers sillouette
And my heart stood still, i was froze right there
staring down at her red dress
So i bolted out the door, jumped right into the car
it's too dangerous to be in the vicinity of where you are
Rolled down all the windows just so i could breath
can't believe you just actually did that S**T to me
I'm going 'bout a hundred, mascara running
Laughing out of anger, but it don't strike me as funny
Been to good to you , i've been virtuous and true
to have something like this happen in my own bedroom

Betcha gon' know how it feels when i get you back
Betcha gon' know how it feels and your hearts been cracked
Betcha gon' know how it feels and we fade to black
And you see your whole world collapse
And I'm gon' lalalalala laugh
And I'm gon' lalalalala laugh
And I'm gon' lalalalala laugh
Right in your face boy

Betcha Gon Know how it feels ...

So I pulled to the side of the road to fix my face
but i can't cover with make up with what my tears did to me
i wake up in a haze, morning due and sunrays
As i drive i hide my eyes behind my black Cavalli shades
A block from the house, slowly creep in the driveway
Tiptoe through the door, but your there wide awake
Your like : Where you been?
I'm like : Sorry but i fell asleep on Jasmins sofa
I could have swore that RayRay called you and told ya
Your like : Are you OK?
I'm like : mmm, right go to sleep and i'll be fine
But if you only knew what was in the back of my mind
really stung, but your really gonna find out in time

Betcha gon' know how it feels when i get you back
Betcha gon' know how it feels and your hearts been cracked
Betcha gon' know how it feels when we fade to black
And you see your whole world collapse

This is for real, for real, for real
Oprah Winfrey, whole segment, for real, for real
20/20, Barbara Walters,for real, for real
60 minutes for real
(Baby)
I had all my trust in you and
look at what you put me through
(You got me all crazy)
Somewhere down the line you gon' get what you deserve
You F***in' jerk
(You were supposed to save me, my sweet baby
but now we're fading away)

But you're gonna know how it feels
even if it's the last thing I ever do...
To be continued...