Slippin'. . .Driftin'

Written by: Breana Wiggins

Where back at it again
Playin' these silly ass games
I know you have have problems
I feel us drifting away
      and
With each passing day
I feel you slipping
Can't grab you
Your slipping
Were drifting

Seems your problems got the best of you
I don't mean to sound selfish
Forgive me if I do
Never saw this coming
The day we would fall apart

In my heart I still have love for you
Hoping you feel the same
Neither one of us is to blame
For the way things turned out

God has a reason for everything
         and
If we're suppose to be
He would make a way

What I'm trying to say is
Maybe we should go our own way

Don't hate for saying this
You feel us drifting
Never wanted to lose you but
Baby your slipping

I tried to hold on
Tried to be strong
Can't nomore
Your gone

Tired of the silly ass games you play
Tired of crying 
Tired of complaining
Gotta suck it up and wipe these tears away cuz. . .

With each passing day
I feel you slipping
Can't grab you
Your slipping
Were drifting

Were drifting. . . .