[Chris Brown:]

Swear it isn't real,

I like the way it looks,

But I hate the way it feels,

I know what it is,

I've seen this before,

Got caught for a million.

I know that I'm nervous

‘Cause it really ain't a thang

Natural about it.

Water into wine, please,

She seem like a miracle,

I know that's impossible.

You don't wanna love, maybe not,

Baby, you gon' give me everything you got,

Damn right!

Say you love me,

Why you in my bed turnin' over

Like the grays of the ones before you?