Red Handed (feat. Henzel) - Troy Massive

Caught you red handed What you've been hiding from me? Why you look so anxious? Didn't you wanna be free? I'm done with all the lying No, you won't see me crying Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me I saw the hand prints on your Rover You smell like cologne and Corona Your phone lighting up, say, "Come over" You tell me that you don't know 'em So what's this on your neck? On your back, that's a scratch, it wasn't me, baby I won't miss Your lies, how you walk, how you talk, it's driving you crazy And you know Gave you chance on chances Oh, but you burnt through all of them And that's when I Caught you red handed What you've been hiding from me? Why you look so anxious? Didn't you wanna be free? I'm done with all the lying No, you won't see me crying Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me Caught, caught you red handed Caught, caught you red handed Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me Caught, caught you red handed Caught, caught you red handed Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me They told me this hoe wasn't loyal While I'm treating you like you royal But now we're just water and oil It's so sad and I feel bad for ya So what's this on your neck? On your back, that's a scratch it wasn't me, baby I won't miss Your lies how you walk, how you talk, it's driving you crazy And you know Gave you chance on chances Oh, but you burnt through all of them And that's when I Caught you red handed What you've been hiding from me? Why you look so anxious? Didn't you wanna be free? I'm done with all the lying No, you won't see me crying Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me (Now you mean nothing to me) (Now you mean nothing to me) (Now you mean nothing to me) (Now you mean nothing to me) (Now you mean nothing to me) (Now you mean nothing to me) Caught you red handed What you've been hiding from me? (Yuh) Caught you red handed What you've been hiding from me? Why you look so anxious? Didn't you wanna be free? I'm done with all the lying No, you won't see me crying Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me Caught, caught you red handed Caught, caught you red handed Caught, caught you red handed Caught, caught you red handed I'm done with all the lying No, you won't see me crying Caught you red handed Now you mean nothing to me

I don't believe everything happens for a reason To us romantics out here, that amounts to high treason I don't go in for your star-crossed lovers In the heart of a skeptic There's a question that still hovers near For it begs the question How did I ever find you Now you got me writing love songs With a common refrain like this one here, baby And all your left handed kisses Were just prelude to another Prelude to your backhanded love song, baby But it begs a question How did I ever find you Drifting gently through the gyre Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean Got me writing love songs With a common refrain like this one here The point your song here misses Is that if you really loved me You'd risk more than a few fifty cent Words in your backhanded love song For it begs the question How did I ever find you Drifting gently through the gyre Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean The point your song here misses You got me writing love songs Is that you really love me With a common refrain like this one here, baby Prelude to another of your backhanded love songs Now it's time for a handsome little bookend Now it's time to tie up all the loose ends Am I still a skeptic or did you make me a believer? If you hesitate, you'll hear the click of the receiver