(What would the music be without Soundz)...
Yeah, whoa, Mario
yeah,yeah, Rihanna

Like a dummy threw my jeans in the closet (closet)
When I know you're the only one that wash it(wash it)
So you found a piece of paper saying Tasha (Tasha)
She was working at the store, she was helping me with shopping

On the receipt that you found, I bought stockings
Some red high heels
But that was for my mama
Boy how could you lie to me?
Thought you would die for me
I'm not accepting another apology.

After three years, girl let it go
Accusing me of shit you don't know
I got my bags packed standing by the door
When I leave, I aint coming back no more

You gone be in the Emergency Room
You standing by my bed
And so-tempted to pull out my IV
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm fightin' with myself
I can't hurt you even though you hurt me
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm tryin' to call nurse but nobody can help me now
Let me see you try to live without me
Now where's your heartbeat?
Flat line on the E-K-G (uh)

You were home one night watching TV (TV)
Got a call from your girl saying RiRi (RiRi)
Said she just got in the club, bought to buy herself some dub
Looked over to VIP and then she seen me

She's just mad (baby)
She wish she had a playa with some swag
Besides, I was in Chicago
Boy how could you lie to me?
Thought you would die for me
I'm not accepting another apology.

After three years, girl let it go
Accusing me of shit you don't know
I got my bags packed standing by the door
Cuz when I leave, I aint coming back no more

You gone be in the Emergency Room
You standing by my bed
And so-tempted to pull out my IV
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm fightin' with myself
I can't hurt you even though you hurt me
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm tryin' to call nurse but nobody can help me now
Let me see you try to live without me
Now where's your heartbeat?
Flat line on the E-K-G (uh)

I did you wrong girl (wrong girl)
Had a couple numbers in my phone girl (numbers in my phone girl)
But we been in this relationship too long girl
For you to be listening to your silly home girls
You better gone girl
Now baby think about it
Everything we do they gonna read about it
Put it on the radio and TV outlet
Do you wanna see your picture in that paper?
You know them haters...
You hear that 808
The drum... that's my heartbeat
I'm going numb
I said Rihanna, I'm feelin stressed
I'm goin into cardiac arrest

You gone be in the Emergency Room
You standing by my bed
And so-tempted to pull out my IV
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm fightin' with myself
I can't hurt you even though you hurt me
You gone be in the Emergency Room
I'm tryin' to call nurse but nobody can help me now
Let me see you try to live without me
Now where's your heartbeat?
Flat line on the E-K-G (uh)