Whoa...   Welcome to a day of my life (day of my life)   The memoirs of an imperfect angel   Whoa...   Welcome, welcome, welcome to a day of my life   The memoirs of an imperfect angel   (ooh, I...)      Though the lights were low   I can see you both in a lovers' silhouette   And my heart stood still   I was froze right there   Staring down at her red dress   So I bolted out the door   Jumped right into the car   It's too dangerous to be in vicinity of where you are   Rolled down the window   Just so I could breathe   Can't believe you just actually did this s**t to me   I'm goin' about a hundred   Mascara runnin'   Laughing out of anger, but it don't strike me as funny   Been too good to you   I've been virtuous and true   To have something like this happen in my own bedroom      (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   When I get you back   (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   And your heart's been cracked   (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   When we fade to black   (How it feels for real)   And you see your whole world collapse      And I'ma la-la-la-la-la-laugh   And I'ma la-la-la-la-la-laugh   And I'ma la-la-la-la-la-laugh right in your face boy   (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels...)      So I pulled to the side of the road to fix my face   But I can't cover with makeup what my tears want to erase   Wake up in a haze   Morning dew and sun rays   As I drive I hide my eyes behind my black Cavalli shades   A block from the house   Slowly creep in the driveway   Tip-toe through the door, but you're there wide awake   You're like "Where you been?"   I'm like "Sorry, but I fell asleep on Jasmine's sofa,   I could have swore that Rae-Rae called you and told ya"   He's like "You ok?"   I'm like "Mm I'm alright. A little sleep and I'll be fine"   But if you only knew what was in the back of my mind   Already stung but you really gon' find out in time, oh I...      (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   When I get you back   (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   And your heart's been cracked   (Betcha gon' know, know how it feels)   When we fade to black   (How it feels for real)   And you see your whole world collapse      This is for real   For real, for real   Oprah Winfrey whole segment   For real, for real   20/20 Barbara Walters   For real, for real   60 minutes, for real      (Baby)   I had all my trust in you   And look at what you put me through   (You got me all crazy)   Somewhere down the line you gon' get what you deserve   You f***in' jerk   (You were supposed to save me   My sweet baby   But now we're fading away)      Betcha gon' know how this feels   Even it is the last thing I ever do   To be continued...