Album Name

Between The Sheets

Artist

The 411

Genre

POP

Release Date

2004.12.11

Release Agency

SONY

On My Knees (feat. Ghostface Killah) - The 411
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
I remember how we met
It was on the train
How could I forget
You smiled
and you looked at me
The soft of your lips
it captured me
The whole ride down we kept
our eyes on each other
And then we sat
down together
You gave me your number
Said Give me a call
I thought I wouldn't call
at all
Here we are fell in love
Like hand to glove
Pure bliss from above
Now all we seem to do
is fuss and fight
We never seem to get it
right
See there's too much fire
so much desire
So it took a little time
to take me higher
I'm sorry if i
hurt you and i went astray
I guess we gotta call it a
day Ha heh
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
I remember the night
when we were home alone
You were on the sofa
I was on the phone
You overheard me call
out my best friend's name
That's when you went crazy
started going insane
Grabbed the phone
from my hand
Backed me against the wall
Shouting and asking
Who was on the call
You wouldn't believe me
When I said it's just a
friend
That's when all the
madness began
You kept yelling wild I
fell to the floor
Crying in hysteria can't
try w'you no more
I knew you had a temper
I wish i didn't see it
You wanted me to be faithful
I told you i could be it
But that didn't stop you
from putting your hands
on my face
You simply said you had to
put me in my place
At the end of every tunnel
there's always a light
And the door
it sure looks right
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
He's got you begging
on your knees
Crying in your sleep
Making you believe him
But you're stronger
Than you'll ever know girl
You control your own world
No need to take no more
And yo' I asked you to
calm down
Asked you who was on the
phone put the horn down
You had a glass of wine a
Versace night gown
a lime green one
That I brought you for the
trip from the cruise you won
I don't approve of those
male friends
I told you back then
when we first got together
I don't trust those men
And you did it again
I lost my temper
Blinked out and wrecked the
house boo
That's all I remember
I'm sorry
He's got you begging
on your knees and
Crying in your sleep
Making you believe him
But you're stronger
Than you'll ever know girl
You control your own world
No need to take no more
I can't fall down
on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my styl