[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Ah, baby, you're always on my mind
But I lost track of time, preoccupied with the grind
And I, I know what's next, one of your long texts
But I'd rather say less (Ditto)
Ah, if you're over there missing me, baby, all you had to say (Ditto)
Ah, you don't have to say nothing 'cause I could read your mind anyway (Ditto)
Ah, I know you love me, love me more each day (Ditto)
Just one word makes it all okay (Ditto)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Shiro | JasonMartin]
He say, she say, what does the heart say?
(Got me goin' through it)
Can't figure out this love/war game and who's to blame (What?)
On one day, you're lovin' me, that's cool
But the next day you're pushin' me away
What's it gonna be? Hey
Stop fuckin' with me, hey

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Ah, baby, you're always on my mind
But I lost track of time, preoccupied with the grind
And I, I know what's next, one of your long texts
But I'd rather say less (Ditto)
Ah, if you're over there missing me, baby, all you had to say (Ditto)
Ah, you don't have to say nothing 'cause I could read your mind anyway (Ditto)
Ah, I know you love me, love me more each day (Ditto)
Just one word makes it all okay (Ditto)
Yeah
[Verse 2: DJ Quik]
Steam blowin' off, throw me off, got me out here showin' off
Make me come outside myself, emotional and guess what else?
Drinkin' 'bout you, smokin' 'bout, whole heart be broke about you
Layin' here with puppy eyes, I'll be damned if I'ma cry
But still, it just don't feel real
I can't be no number two, that might get you peeled
Or maybe we should discuss how we rebuild the trust
This is jackin' me up, outside sleep in the truck (Ditto)
This is nuts

[Verse 3: Gwen Bunn]
Ooh, 'cause we've been on the same page (Same page)
And I know you feel the same way (Same way)
Thinkin' 'bout everything we been through
When I say I miss you (Ditto), ditto
Give me time, I just need a little (Little)
Eye to eye, meet me in the middle (Middle)
I know the feeling, you just want the real thing
I say (Ditto), ditto
Why, oh why, oh why

[Outro: Cee-Lo]
Ah, baby, you're always on my mind
But I lost track of time, preoccupied with the grind