Can we go back… To the day that we met And how you made my stomach do flips and turns Instead of how when I look in your face I want to throw up I want to go back Back to the day… That you looked in my eyes and made me melt And how my palms were sweaty with anticipation Instead of how now my palms sweat with nervousness And my palms itch ready to slap the sh*t outta you I want to remember How you felt in my arms during a hug How your smile warmed me from the inside out And how your touch sent chills down my spine Instead of the chilling feeling I got When I realized you might not be all together “there” Back then.. You looked good You smelled good Now you look crazy And I smell foolishness I want to remember.. The anticipation I felt In walking toward you Now when I see crazy coming I cross the damn street Because I don’t want to remember The crazy muthafucker you truly are