how soon do we forget? how we felt... dealing with emotions that never left... playing with the hand that we were dealt in this game and maybe imma sinner and not a saint... gotta stop pretending what we ain't... why we pointing fingers anyway? when we're the same... cuz if the water dries up and the moon stops shining, stars fall, and the world goes blind boy, you know I'll be saving my love for you... for you