conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Perfect Strangers with the following description: On this track, Lil Wayne laments his love life – or, rather, his lack thereof. He seems to be addressing one woman in particular throughout the song, as their relationship has been crumbling due Wayne’s tendency to sleep with many different women, who he feels are strangers, thus making he and his girlfriend strangers in the process. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah, yeah
  Mmm...
  [Chorus]
  I don't know who you are anymore
  Talkin' to the man in her mirror
  That been fuckin' with these bitches
  And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
  Every night a different woman, doin' the same shit
  But, you don't even call anymore
  And you don't even care, so who am I to love anyone?
  I know it's fucked up
  Different city, switchin' women
  Puttin' cups up, gettin' fucked up
  [Post-Chorus]
  And, we don't even talk anymore
  Ain't got no time to spare
  So who are we to trust anyone?
  And that's what's fucked up
  We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
  And that's so fucked up
  [Verse 1]
  Damn, love don't live here
  Love, I don't live here
  She say, "Why you leave your shit here?"
  I'm tryna be sincere
  When we both know it ain't right
  She hate that we can get loose
  But I can never hang tight
  But, we don't even make love anymore
  Actin' like our phone got our attention
  Though we watchin' television, and it's painless
  We act like we strangers
  I just don't know who we are anymore, damn
  I'm not supposed to be here
  'Cause love don't live here
  But I'm here, and she here
  She tell me stay all night
  She just want a refill
  And then she want to start fights
  'Bout "What about how she feel?"
  She tell me I'm a cheap thrill
  I know she don't mean that
  She think I feed her lies
  But I don't get no feedback
  As she watch me pack
  "Baby where my keys at?"
  Kiss her on the forehead and tell her that I'll be back
  Her teeth smacked [Chorus]
  I don't know who you are anymore
  Talkin' to the man in her mirror
  That been fuckin' with these bitches
  And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
  Every night a different woman, doin' the same shit
  But you don't even call anymore
  And you don't even care
  So who am I to love anyone?
  I know it's fucked up
  Different city, switchin' women, puttin' cups up
  Gettin' fucked up
  [Post-Chorus]
  And, we don't even talk anymore
  Ain't got no time to spare
  So who are we to trust anyone?
  And that's what's fucked up
  We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
  And that's so fucked up
  [Verse 2]
  I was talkin' to myself the other day
  My homies call me cray, my mama tell me, "Pray"
  She say, "I need a day", I said, "I need a bae"
  She said, "Believe in faith
  Ma, they love me either way"
  Hold up, wait
  Let me set my alarm
  You say "Don't sweat your alarm"
  And now the pressure is on
  So now there's sweat in my palm
  But her reception ain't warm
  So my deception performs
  And then that silence is awkward
  Like am I deaf or alone?
  I got a jet in the morn'
  And she upset and I'm calm
  And when a woman is scorned
  Is when your welcome is worn
  And now her temperature's showin'
  And I just weather her storm
  And she expect me to stay
  I be like, "Let go my arm!"
  She said... [Chorus]
  I don't know who you are anymore​
  Talking to the man in her mirror
  I've been fuckin' with these bitches
  And it's dangerous, sleepin' with these strangers
  Every night a different woman, doin' the same shit
  And she say, you don't even call anymore
  And you don't even care
  So who am I to love anyone?
  I know it's fucked up
  Different city, switchin' women, puttin' cups up
  Gettin' fucked up
  [Post-Chorus]
  She say, we don't even talk anymore
  Ain't got no time to spare
  So who are we to trust anyone?
  And that's what's fucked up
  We gon' end up by ourselves and not each other
  And that's what's fucked up
  [Outro]
  She say we don't make love anymore
  Actin' like our phone got our attention
  Though we watchin' television, now it's painless
  We actin' like strangers
  Like we don't know who we are anymore
  Perfect strangers