love and war

i dont get why she left
but i do get why she stay
in mind you perfect
 my heart is a record machine
my brain is a jukebox
you slide in like a vinal
press play and suddenly life rocks
now you in my brain , go ahead entertain
its your playground so go ahead and pick a tune
you got the stick so go ahead make my heart drum ?
do you got the beats to make me put you on ... repeat
somehow , i got a feeling we will make it