 toxic who would have thought what's coming was a plot twist soon as you let me in you start hunting for the lock sniff now the key i once had to your heart does not fit i got three choices batting your door or lock pick or walk away confused at your logic back in my crib cleaning your clothes and your shoes out the closet thinking to myself we supposed to be in pools by the tropics soaking up the views but you choose to blow it up no you ain't used to