Testo Diamonds

I can't stop thinking 'bout you anymore Seems like I've had this dream before No sense pretending that I understand Your love is money in your hands You never choose to compromise Baby, baby, I I saw you walking out the door And now you've found what you're lookin for Was it Diamonds after all We lost our innocence Manhattan style Two more statistics for the file Well your love just ain't made for two Find your strength in numbers baby Socially you've got the rap down Sweet talkin' all the boys in town There's just one thing that you forgot I'll tell you something It's lonely at the top