Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel

Released on September 28, 2009, Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel debuted at number three on the Billboard 200 after selling 168,000 copies, and was certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America on September 26, 2022. “Each song is like an intimate conversation or entry in a private diary,” Mariah said about the album. “A lot of the songs reflect specific, different times in my life. Others were inspired by movies, actual events that happened to me, or the stories of friends who told me about experiences that they've gone through.”

The album was co-produced with C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash, who previously worked with Mariah on her eighteenth number-one single, “Touch My Body.” “I really enjoyed working with them because I felt like they, in a way, just by collaborating with me, allowed me the freedom to express myself in a way that I may not have felt empowered enough to do in the past,” Mariah told MTV. “My main goal was to work with people I could collaborate with without it seeming redundant or stale. In my opinion, Tricky is one of the most underrated major producers out there right now. I really enjoyed collaborating with him. And I especially liked writing with The-Dream, basically because we both love having fun with lyrics and melodies, and we're also capable of getting more serious on deeper songs. There is a particular sense of freedom I feel when we write together — even though I make him stay in the studio all night until he is ready to kill me!”

“Obsessed,” the album's first single, was released on June 16, 2009. “I'm very glad I wrote ‘Obsessed’ because it's one of my favorite songs,” Mariah said in 2009. “I won't say exactly what made me write it, but I guess if you think about it, I remember when I was growing up and a guy, a little boy, maybe like in sixth grade or in fifth grade, and they're constantly tripping you or pulling your hair or doing things like that and you just wonder, ‘What is wrong with them? What is their problem? Why do they keep talking about me? I don't understand this person. What is the problem?’ ” “Obsessed” entered the Billboard Hot 100 chart at number eleven during the week of July 25, 2009, her highest debut on the chart since “My All” entered at number two in 1998. The song peaked at number seven on the Hot 100, becoming Mariah's twenty-seventh Top 10 single, and was certified 3x Multi-Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America on November 19, 2020.

A cover of Foreigner's “I Want To Know What Love Is” made its premiere on European radio on August 28, 2009. In the United States, the song impacted radio on September 14 and was digitally released as the album's second single a day later. “I wanted to respect the original version. I didn't want to make it something unrecognizable, but I did incorporate my own vision,” Mariah said about her cover. “I wanted more drums, and Randy [Jackson] got a drummer who works predominantly in church, which took it to a different level.” The song peaked at number sixty on the Billboard Hot 100 and became Mariah's biggest hit in Brazil, where it stayed atop the charts for twenty-seven weeks — the longest chart-topper in the history of the Crowley Broadcast Analysis.

“H.A.T.E.U.” was released as the album's third single on November 1, 2009. It debuted at number seventy-six on Billboard's Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart, making Mariah one of only five female artists to reach fifty career entries in the history of the chart. “‘H.A.T.E.U.’ is the first song I wrote for the album, and it stands for Having A Typical Emotional Upset,” Mariah said in 2009. “I sing a recurring melody in the upper register of my voice — it's not an ad-lib, but an integral part of the song's hook. That's not something I've done before, and when listening back to it, it reminded me of how Minnie Riperton used her upper register on her hit song ‘Lovin' You.’ I thought how ironic that her song was called ‘Lovin' You’ and my song is called, ‘H.A.T.E.U.’ — and both use that upper whistle register as a major part of the melody. So it's sort of an homage to Minnie Riperton, a tribute to her since she has been so influential in my singing style.”

In January 2010, Island Records announced the release of Angels Advocate, which would include newly remixed duets with some of Mariah's favorite artists performing songs from Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel. The album — which would feature Mary J. Blige, Ne-Yo, Nicki Minaj, Fabolous, R. Kelly, The-Dream & Ludacris, T-Pain & Snoop Dogg, Akon, Trey Songz, K-Ci & Jo Jo, and OJ Da Juiceman & OutKast's Big Boi — was to be released on March 30, 2010, exclusively at Target stores nationwide, iTunes.com/target and Target.com.

Two new singles were released in advance of the Angels Advocate album: “Angels Cry,” featuring Ne-Yo, was sent to Urban A/C radio, while “Up Out My Face,” featuring Nicki Minaj, was sent to Urban and Rhythm radio. The project was eventually shelved, but Mariah would later include two additional Angels Advocate songs as bonus tracks on the Deluxe Edition of her 2014 album Me. I Am Mariah… The Elusive Chanteuse: “Betcha Got' Know,” featuring R. Kelly, and “It's A Wrap,” featuring Mary J. Blige.

Tracklist

Releases

United States

In the United States, the standard edition of Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel was packaged in a 3 panel softpack including a 36-page Elle mini-magazine and a second Enhanced CD which includes four “Obsessed” remixes as well as the song's two music videos. A Deluxe Collector's Edition Box Set became available on October 27, 2009, featuring the album on limited-edition white vinyl, 6 exclusive lithographs and the CD version of the album, all banded together with a signature butterfly band and housed in a beautiful box.

Europe

Internationally, Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel was released in two versions: the standard edition, housed in a jewel case; and the Deluxe Edition, housed in a 3 panel softpack, also includes the 36-page Elle booklet. Both versions include the four additional remixes of “Obsessed” as bonus tracks on a single enhanced CD.

Vinyl Reissues

Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel was re-released on vinyl on January 22, 2021, in two variants: black vinyl and a limited edition white vinyl.

Singles

Lyrics

Betcha Gon' Know (The Prologue)

Whoa, welcome to a day of my life, day of my life
Memoirs of an imperfect angel…
Whoa, welcome, welcome, welcome to a day of my life
Memoirs of an imperfect angel…

Though the lights were low
I could see you both in a lovers' silhouette
And my heart stood still, I just 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 the vicinity of where you are
Rolled down all the windows just so I could breathe
Can't believe you just actually did this shit 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'm gon' la-la-la-la-la-laugh
And I'm gon' la-la-la-la-la-laugh
And I'm gon' 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
I 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've sworn that Rae Rae called you and told ya”
You like “you ok”, I'm like “mm I'm all right
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 fuckin' jerk
(You were supposed to save me
My sweet baby
But now we're fading away)

But you're gonna know how this feels
Even if it's the last thing I ever do…
To be continued…


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart and James Wright.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart, Terius “The-Dream” Nash and James “Big Jim” Wright.

Obsessed

All up in the blogs, sayin' we met at the bar
When I don't even, know who you are
Sayin' we up in your house, sayin' I'm up in your car
But you're in LA and I'm out at Jermaine's
I'm up in the A, you so so lame
And no one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed, it must be the E
'Cause you be poppin', heard you get it poppin'

Why you so obsessed with me? Boy I wanna know
Lyin' that you're sexin' me, when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me oh, oh, oh
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losin' your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused ya know
Why you wasting' your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
See right through you like you're bathin' in Windex

Oh, oh, oh
Boy why you so obsessed with me?
So, oh, ohh
So, oh, ohh (obsessed)
(And all my ladies say)
So, oh, ohh (obsessed)
(And all my girls say)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)

You're on your job, you're hatin' hard
Ain't ton' feed ya, I'm gon' let ya starve
Graspin' for air, I'm ventilation
You're out of breath, hope you ain't waitin'
Tellin' the world how much you miss me
But we never were, so why you trippin'
You're a mom and pop, I'm a corporation
I'm the press conference, you're a conversation

Why you so obsessed with me? Boy I wanna know
Lyin' that you're sexin' me, when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me oh, oh, oh
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losin' your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused ya know
Why you wasting' your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
See right through you like you're bathin' in Windex

Oh, oh, oh
Boy why you so obsessed with me?
So, oh, ohh
So, oh, ohh (obsessed)
(And all my ladies say)
So, oh, ohh (obsessed)
(And all my girls say)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (obsessed)

Why you so obsessed with me? Boy I wanna know
Lyin' that you're sexin' me, when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me oh, oh, oh
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losin' your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused ya know
Why you wasting' your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
See right through you like you're bathin' in Windex

Oh, oh, oh
Boy why you so obsessed with me?

(Repeat)


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash and Christopher Stewart.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

H.A.T.E.U.

Once upon a time we swore not to say goodbye
Something got a hold of us and we changed
And then you sat alone in pride and I sat at home and cried
How did our fairy tale just end up this way

We went round for round till we knocked love out
We were laying in the ring not making a sound
And if that's a metaphor of you and i
Why is it so hard to say goodbye

I can't wait to hate you make you pain like I do
Still can't shake you off
I can't wait to break through these emotional changes
Seems like such a lost cause
I can't wait to face you break you down
So low there's no place left to go
I can't wait to hate you…

Ooh this was a love phenomenon no one could explain
And I wish I could press reset and feel that feeling again
I sit and press rewind and watch us every night
Wanna pause it but I can't make it stay
Just gotta let it play

We went round for round till we knocked love out
We were laying in the ring not making a sound
And if that's a metaphor of you and i
Why is it so hard to say goodbye

I can't wait to hate you make you pain like I do
Still can't shake you off
I can't wait to break through these emotional changes
Seems like such a lost cause
I can't wait to face you break you down
So low there's no place left to go
I can't wait to hate you

No need to call my phone
Because I changed my number today
Matter fact I think i'm movin' away
Sorry the frustration's got me feeling a way
And I just keep having one last thing to say
And I just wanna hold you, touch you,
Feel you, be near you
I miss you baby baby baby
I'm tired of tryin to fake through,
But there's nothing I can do
Boy I can't wait to hate you

I can't wait to hate you make you pain like I do
Still can't shake you off
I can't wait to break through these emotional changes
Seems like such a lost cause
I can't wait to face you break you down
So low there's no place left to go
I can't wait to hate you baby

I can't wait to h-a-t-e you
Cause right now I need you
Can't wait to make you go
I can't wait to h-a-t-e you
Cause right now I need you
Can't wait to make you go


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash and Christopher Stewart.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

Candy Bling

I still remember
That hazy September
I've been waitin' for somebody like you
To come back around

We would walk in the park
Every Saturday
Brand new all in love kissin' time away
You was all up on me, it was plain to see
That I was your girl
Way back then it was the simple things
Anklets, name plates that you gave to me
Sweet tarts, ring pops
Had that candy bling
And you were my world

Now I wish I could go back
And make time stop
I would take this love
Throw back from the top
Go DJ play my song
And I'm gon' think about you
All night long

Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Irresponsible things we would do like
Fall asleep on the phone
And skippin' school
Now I'm back to the future missin' you
My sweet baby
My sweet thing, like candy
Felt like real love, not just play play
Missin' you my sweet baby
I can't delete your picture from my mind

It was everything that I could do
To stay away
And I often reminisce about
The games we played
Oh yeah it was tag, chase, spin the bottle
Them butterflies would last
Till tomorrow
Then the lights came on
I had to run right home

And now I wish I could go back
And make time stop And I would take this love
Throw back from the top
Go DJ play my song
And I'm gon' think about you
All night long Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Irresponsible things we would do like
Fall asleep on the phone
And skippin' school
Now I'm back to the future missin' you
My sweet baby
My sweet thing, like candy
Felt like real love, not just play play
Missin' you my sweet baby
I can't delete your picture from my mind

I'm the same Mimi
Fame ain't changed me
Butterfly flow like Muhammad Ali
Wish I could bring you back like the O.D.B.
Thinkin' about the whirlpools
Me you and Jack
No matter what I do,
All the memories are stacked
Thinkin 'bout 10th grade
Thinkin 'bout 11th
Then you went Dougie Fresh
All the way to heaven

Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Back in the day we were in love
We're not in love any more
But some days I sit and wish
We were in love again
Irresponsible things we would do like
Fall asleep on the phone
And skippin' school
Now I'm back to the future missin' you
My sweet baby
My sweet thing, like candy
Felt like real love, not just play play
Missin' you my sweet baby
I can't delete your picture from my mind


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Carlos McKinney, Ahmad Lewis, Stefan Gordy and John Klemmer.
Produced by Mariah Carey, Terius “The-Dream” Nash and Los Da Mystro.

Ribbon

It's only been 20 good minutes
Since I kissed you
Come back boo, I miss you
Wish I had 20 million hours
To caress you
And undress you to be continued…

Boy you
You don't know how it feels
When you whisper in my ear
Boy you
You give my body chills
Whenever you are near
And boy I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it

Sometimes we argue and we fight
But they better know that
That's my baby
You might even think you're cute
But everybody know
That I'm his lady
Everytime you see us we supa fly
I'm so proud he's by my side
And he knows I'm ride or die
You don't know how we roll
Holla at your people

Boy you
You don't know how it feels
When you whisper in my ear
Boy you
You give my body chills
Whenever you are near
And boy I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it

Boy I'm all wrapped up in you
You make me feel so unloosed
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
When you're not around
Oh baby
Oh baby
Oh baby
Oh baby

And boy I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
I got your
Lovin' on my mind
You got me
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it
Wrapped up packed up ribbon
With a bow on it

Ooh and it's been 20 good minutes
Since I kissed you
Come back boo, I miss you


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash and Christopher Stewart.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

Inseparable

Call my phone
Baby call my phone
Baby call my phone
I've been waiting to hear your ringtone
Call my phone
Baby call my phone
Baby call my phone
I've been waiting to hear your ringtone

Lost without my other half
How can I live without ya
I don't want another,
That's why I'm messed up about ya
Can't even dream without seein' you
Why should I even try to breathe
And everything is off
Where are you
Guess it's all my fault
Lady sings the blues
No one could deny it,
We were flying like United
Thought we'd never be divided
Cause the love we had inside us was

Inseparable
If you're bumping this song
And you're searching for the moment
When two hearts went wrong
Inseparable
Just lost your love
Cause you swore
You never ever give it up
Cause you thought y'all was
Inseparable
Thought we'd stay together
Always and forever
But now I see that no one is
Inseparable, except for us
One of us just has to pick the phone up
Cause I know we're still inseparable

Got photos of us, on my refrigerator
Videos on my phone,
Boy I just can't erase 'em
The first text I ever got from ya
Still saved in my
Inbox and I read it back “time after time”
Boy I'm lost can't you look,
Won't you please find me
I'm down to my last tear come rescue me
See it's broken my heart
To the point where
I don't leave the house
No reason now, weekends out
Just ain't the same without you
Boy I thought we were

Inseparable
If you're bumping this song
And you're searching for the moment
When two hearts went wrong
Inseparable
Just lost your love
Cause you swore
You never ever give it up
Cause you thought y'all was
Inseparable
Thought we'd stay together
Always and forever But now I see that no one is
Inseparable, except for us
One of us just has to pick the phone up
Cause I know we're still inseparable

It's been sixteen days
Since I held you tight
Balled up me and my pillow
In the middle of the night
Boy I just wish you'd show up
And make everything all right
So what you waitin' for
Cause both of us still know that we're

Inseparable
If you're bumping this song
And you're searching for the moment
When two hearts went wrong
Inseparable
Just lost your love
Cause you swore
You never ever give it up
Cause you thought ya'll was
Inseparable
Thought we'd stay together
Always and forever
But now I see that no one is
Inseparable, except for us
One of us just has to pick the phone up
(I know, I know, I know we are… Hey)
Cause I know we're still inseparable
(I know, I know, I know we are)

Inseparable
(We are)
If you're bumping this song
(Thought we'd stay together)
And you're searching for the moment
When two hearts went wrong
(Always and forever)
Inseparable
Just lost your love
Cause you swore
You never ever give it up
Cause you thought ya'll was
Inseparable
Thought we'd stay together
Always and forever
(Pick the phone up)
But now I see that no one is
(Gotta pick the phone up)
(Pick the phone up)
Inseparable, except for us
(Gotta pick the phone up)
(Phone up)
One of us just got to pick the phone up
(Gotta pick the phone up)
Cause I know we're still inseparable
(Oh baby you just gotta pick the phone up)
(The phone up)
(The phone up)


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart, Robert Hyman and Cyndi Lauper.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

Standing O

Here's your standing O
By you remind
Me of a love that seemed so sublime
Your kisses told me oh so many lies
Shades on like
I be stuntin' through the night
But I'm
Just hiding puffy eyes
To keep the world
From knowing what's inside

I didn't know o o o o oo
It was a show o o oo oo
Your words they had no meaning
How didn't I forsee this
Happiness and congrats and all that
I'll pretend I mean it
So cheers, toast, bravo, to you
Cause you're the man of the hour
Imma have to send you some flowers
Whoa
Cheers, toast, bravo, to you

The man of the hour
You played the one
That loved you the most

So here's your standing O
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Boy, so here's your standing O
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Gave you my heart
And all you did was pound on it
So here's your standing O

Here's your standing Ovation
Doctor I was too patient
Even when you wasn't enough
I'm the one who taught you how to love
And boy I gave you all of me
The parts of affection you couldn't see
As you embrace her in your arms
Give her my all,
Give her more than you gave to me
When you had nothing I gave
When you were weak I made you brave
You want to leave me
With scars on my heart
It's funny how ya'll forget it all

So cheers, toast, bravo, to you
Cause you're the man of the hour
Imma have to send you some flowers
Whoa
Cheers, toast, bravo, to you
The man of the hour
You played the one
That loved you the most
So here's your standing O
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Boy, so here's your standing O
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Gave you my heart
And all you did was pound on it
So here's your standing O

Round of applause
To the biggest fool in the world
Give them all that you got
And they still ride out into the sunset,
With the next girl
Round of applause
To the biggest fool in the world
Give them all that you got
And they still ride out into the sunset,
With the next girl

Standing ovation
Congratulations
Damn I was down for it
Gave you my heart
And all you did was pound on it
Standing ovation
Congratulations
Damn I was down for it
Gave you my heart
And all you did was pound on it
All you did was pound on it
Gave you my heart
And all you did was pound on it
All you did was pound on it


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash and Christopher Stewart.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

It's A Wrap

Yet another early morning
And you walk in like it's nothing
Hold up hold up hold tight
Ain't no donuts ain't no coffee
See I, know you seen me
Calling and calling
I should crack you
Right in your forehead

Let me take a breath,
And regain my composure
Told you one more time if you f'ed
Up it's over

When it's gone, it's gone,
It's gone, it's gone
You're dead wrong, so wrong,
So wrong, so wrong
So just scoo-do-do-do-do,
Scoo-do-do-do-do
Baby it's a wrap
Shoo-do-do-do-do shoo-do-do-do-do
For you baby
It's a wrap
It's a wrap for you boy
It's a wrap
Aww baby
Ooh-we oooh-oooh
E-ooh-ooh

If I ever misrepresented
My self image, then I'm sorry
I was oh so acquiescent
But I learned my lesson,
Boy you're sorry
Bump-bump-bump-bump
All out in the open
Don't make me go call Maury Povich

Let me take a breath,
And regain my composure
Told you one more time if you f'ed
Up it's over
When it's gone, it's gone,
It's gone, it's gone
You dead wrong, so wrong,
So wrong, so wrong
So just scoo-do-do-do-do,
Scoo-do-do-do-do
Baby it's a wrap
Shoo-do-do-do-do shoo-do-do-do-do
For you baby
It's a wrap
It's a wrap for you boy
It's a wrap
Aww baby

Put all your shit in the elevator
It's goin' down like a denominator
Tryin to keep holdin' on holding on
Boy let me go
You gon' wake my neighbors, get away from my door
That was your last shot
You ain't comin back
It's the Martini I mean it baby
It's a wrap

When it's gone, it's gone,
It's gone, it's gone
You're dead wrong, so wrong,
So wrong, so wrong
So just scoo-do-do-do-do,
Scoo-do-do-do-do
(Boy I'm checkin' the gate)
Baby
Shoo-do-do-do-do shoo-do-do-do-do
(I told you)
Baby
(I told you)
(I told you)
It's a wrap
(If you f'ed up one more time it's over)
It's a wrap for you boy
It's a wrap
(So get up out my face I'm hung over)
Aww baby
So just scoo-do-do-do-do,
Scoo-do-do-do-do
(Been sitting here)
(All night leave me alone)
Baby
(Since quarter to three i been)
Shoo-do-do-do-do shoo-do-do-do-do
(Drinkin' Patrón)
Baby
(Watch the credits roll)
It's a wrap
(It's a wrap)
It's a wrap
(Ha)


Written by Mariah Carey, Barry White.
Produced by Mariah Carey, Heatmyzer, C. “Tricky” Stewart and James “Big Jim” Wright.

Up Out My Face

It's not chipped we're not cracked
Oh we're shattered

I thought we had something special
And we had something good
But I should have had
Another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walkin by ya
Boy don't you even speak
Pretend you're on a sofa
And I'm on the TV
Might see me on a poster,
See me at a show
But you won't see me for free
Boy this ain't no promo

Actin all shamed now
Wherever you been layin'
You can stay now
Gotta board the BBJ
And pull the shades down
I'm on the plane now
And don't keep callin from your
Momma's house

When I break I break, boy
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
You ain't ever gonna feel
This thing again
You're gonna get a lot of calls
Cause I CC'd all your friends
I ain't walkin around all mopey and sad
That ain't even my bag, baby
I break

So look who's cryin' now, boo hoo hoo
Talkin' about you're missin'
Your boo hoo hoo
No you ain't getting it,
No you ain't hittin' it
No you ain't a rapper so you need to stop
Spittin' it - ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
You'll wonder who I'm messin'
With while you ain't next to me
I'm going bye…
So pay the consequences
Cause you acting all ignorant

So you're ashamed now
Wherever you been layin'
You can stay now
Gotta board the BBJ
And pull the shades down
I'm on the plane now
And don't keep callin' from your
Momma's house

When I break I break, boy
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
You ain't ever gonna feel
This thing again
You're gonna get a lot of calls
Cause I CC'd all your friends
I ain't walkin' around all mopey and sad
They're collecting my bags, baby
I break
Cause when I break, I break, I break

And no super glue can fix this shhh
When I break I break I break
Not even a welder and a builder
Can rebuild this shhh when I break, I
Break, I break
Not even a nail technician
With a whole lotta
Gel and acrylic can fix this
When I break, I break
If we were two lego blocks
Even the Harvard University
Graduating class of 2010
Couldn't put us back together again

When I break, boy
(Up out my face boy)
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
(No no nooo-oo)
(I break I break I break)
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
Up out my face, I break
(Yeah)
You ain't ever gonna
Feel this thing again
(Gonna feel this thing again)
You're gonna get a lot of calls
(Cause I)
Cause I CC'd all your friends
(Ha ha ha ha ha-aa)
I ain't walkin' around all mopey and sad
They're collecting my bags, baby
(Cause when I break baby baby)
I break, boy
(I brea-ee-ek)
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
(Up out my face boy, up out my face boy)
Up out my face, I break
(I tell you what)
Up out my face boy, up out my face boy
(Tell you nothin')
Up out my face, I break
(Here, I'll tell you something)
(I'm outta here)
(Oh yeah)


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash and Christopher Stewart.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

More Than Just Friends

I'd rather be with you but you never tried to holla
We could spend a couple milly actin' silly in Milano
Boy hit your horn beep beep I'll follow
Have your whip in my driveway by tomorrow
Secretly I know you wanna hit it like the lotto
And after that we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the Grotto
Fresh off the jet at the Met
They're screamin' bravo, bravo, bravo

Steppin in my Jimmy Choo's yeah
I got it all cute for ya baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you baby
Can't wait just say that you wanna be

More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love ya until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, until the end

Boy you got me all mixed up like Serato
You got me spinnin' round for ya like a lil' model
Steady fiendin for you like them fries at McDonald's
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato
Permanently paint me in your picture like Picasso
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano
We can pop bottles get me actin' all me llamo
Then baby come and flip this thing like a channel

Steppin in my Chrissy Lou's yeah
I gotta it all cute for ya baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you baby
Can't wait just say that you wanna be

More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love ya until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, until the end

Who's gonna speak and start off this thing
Is it you is it me
We should say how we feel for real sugar baby
Boo I need your touch
Never wanted somethin' so much
Friendship just ain't enough
Boy, I wanna be with you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end

More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy I'm gonna love ya until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, until the end


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart, Sean Combs, Chris Wallace, Rashad Smith, Mark DeBarge and Etterlene Jordan.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

The Impossible

We were two little people wrapped up in this big old world
Drifting round in space out of place just a boy and girl
Then you took my hand and made me a part of you
And I looked in your heart
And saw all my dreams come true

You did the impossible
You rescued my love
You did the impossible
See, I had almost given up

And now I love ya like summer time, love ya like cherry wine
Love ya like free money, like a preacher loves Sunday
Love ya like freeze pop, love ya like a milk shake
Love ya like a high school girl on a first date
Love ya like shootin' stars, love ya like a muscle car
Love ya like we're destined
Love ya like my lover and best friend
Yeah, you did the impossible

Tonight I'm gonna need all your attention
Close the door
I wanna do things I probably shouldn't mention
Like a bird I'm gon' hum
Those three words, I love you, I love you, I love you
Freeze the time, let the world go by
If you're mine say, you love me, you love me, you love me
Boy take my hand and make me a part of you
And the love that you gave to me has pulled me through

You did the impossible
You rescued my love
You did the impossible
See I had almost given up

And now I love ya like sunsets, bubble baths on the jet
Love ya like Kool-aid, Louis Millionaire shades
Love ya like sugar daddys, love ya like a pimp caddy
Love ya like a holiday Duncan Hines yellow cake
Love ya like it's 5 am and I'm off work
Love ya like Louboutin heels and a mini skirt
Love ya like an asher cut pink and white engagement ring
Love ya like layin' in a bed bumpin Jodeci

And I'm forever your lady
Layin' in the bed bumpin' Jodeci
And I'm forever your lady
Layin' in the bed bumpin' Jodeci
And I'm forever your lady
(I love you like the sunsets in the evening)
Layin' in the bed bumpin' Jodeci
(Like the shooting stars)
And I'm forever your lady
(Yeah, I love you)
Layin' in the bed bumpin' Jodeci
(Oh, you did the impossible)

(I'd almost given up)

(The impossible)


Written by Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart, Albert Brown & Donald DeGrate.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and Terius “The-Dream” Nash.

Angels Cry

I shouldn't have walked away
I would've stayed if you said
We could've made everything ok
But we just
Threw the blame back and forth
We treated love like a sport
The final blow hit so low
I'm still on the ground

I couldn't have prepared myself for this fall
Shattered in pieces curled on the floor
Super natural love conquers all
'member we used to touch the sky
And

Lightning don't strike
The same place twice
When you and I said goodbye
I felt the angels cry
True love's a gift
But we let it drift
In a storm
Every night
I feel the angels cry

C'mon babe can't our love be revived
Bring it back and we gon' make it right
I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive
As the angels cry

Limitless omnipresent
Kind of love couldn't have guessed
It would just up and disappear in
The whirlwind
Here I am walkin' on this narrow rope
Wobbling but won't let go
Waitin' for a glimpse of the sun's glow
I know I can stand just pull me back up
Like there ain't no hurricane
It's just us
I'm willing to live and die for our love
Baby we can get back that shine

Cause
Lightning don't strike
The same place twice
When you and I said goodbye
I felt the angels cry
True love's a gift
But we let it drift
In a storm
Every night
I feel the angels cry

Come on baby, can our love be revived
Bring it back and we're gon' make it right
I'm on the edge just trying to survive
As the angels cry

Baby I'm missin'
You don't allow love to lose
We gotta ride it through
I'm reaching for you

Baby I'm missin'
You don't allow love to lose
We gotta ride it through
I'm reaching for you

Lighting don't strike
The same place twice
When you and I said goodbye
I felt the angels cry
True love's a gift
But we let it slip
In a storm
Every night
I feel the angels cry


Written by Mariah Carey, Christopher Stewart, Crystal Johnson and James Wright.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and James “Big Jim” Wright.

Languishing (The Interlude)

If you could only see
That I was not put here for you
To judge me and dispute my in most truth

And after all these years of enmity, envy and tears
It's a shame you don't know me at all

I was wondering would you cry for me
If I told you that I couldn't breathe
If I was drowning, suffocating
If I told you that I couldn't breathe

Those ageless buried recollections
We transform them and select them
You have yours, I have mine that's fine

Why are we too torn to heal
Our stitches never disappear
I have mine, you have yours, I'm sure

I was wondering
Would you reach for me
If you saw that I was languishing

I was wondering would you cry for me
If I told you that I couldn't breathe
If I was drowning, suffocating
If I told you that I couldn't breathe


Written by Mariah Carey and James Wright.
Produced by Mariah Carey and James “Big Jim” Wright.

I Want To Know What Love Is

I gotta take a little time
A little time to think things over
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I'm colder

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me

I'm gonna take a little time
A little time to look around me
I've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like love has finally found me

In my life there's been heartache and pain
I don't know if I can face it again
Can't stop now, I've traveled so far
To change this lonely life

I wanna know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanna feel what love is
I know you can show me


Written by Mick Jones.
Produced by Mariah Carey, C. “Tricky” Stewart and James “Big Jim” Wright. Additional production by Randy Jackson.