Will not be shaken and jump into this,. And be persuasive,. Just carry on,. And make my mind up,. To go through this,. Or be firm,. And sit in silence..
Take everything out, just put it back. Right where you found it. You, your hands in your jeans. Were you waiting for me?. 'Cause that's how I found you.
The glass ain't half full. The clock just struck twelve. Not easy to understand what time ya leave. The last man he probably wondered the same. . The past is on the phone.
These four walls, they whisper to me. They know secrets, I knew they would not keep. It didn't take long for the realm to fill with dust. And these four walls came down around us.
Somehow we're sent by fools. No better when we're lost. I fell into your shoes but only one. . Hoping to be shown a leaner curfew. Hopeful senseless sins gathering clues.
Huh, huh, huh. . I'm tired of your open mouth. Crawling inside my skin. Endless pain we never quit. The fight within the pride's begun. Sayin' it's too late.
Out on the highway a lot of pretty girls go by. But none have been right. Up until today I would never settle down. But you keep comming around. . And your love is a miracle.
There's a photo in my baby book. Of the first step that I ever took. I ended up on my butt with a puzzled look. Ever since I've been kinda confused. When life tripped me up I was easily bruised.
"Fool's Gold". . It's a lonely view and I'm looking in at the things that we might have been. But a broken picture is all that we became. I saw you with Bartholomew; he was lying there on top of you.
Yeah, Yung Joc. Let's hear it baby. Yeah, why don't you make. Your next move, your best move?. . Flip flop, candy drop, MJ's with the socks. Dope boys, get fresh, Chevy on my headrest.
I ain't feelin' how girls sometimes be talkin' about. What they don't do, it's crazy. 'Cause I got needs just like a fella and you know it's true. So come and give it to me, baby.
I like what I see. Don't want come on too strong. The way that you move. You know you got it going on. Tonight could be your open invitation. So come ride with me.
Too much of anything can make you sick. Even the good can be a curse, curse. Makes it hard to know which road to go down. Knowing too much can get you hurt.
Hurt your pride staggered into bed. And fell asleep by your side. Gone all night numbing my brutality. You sleep with your back to mine. Vanity fair, vanity fair.
Listen to me baby, i'm tired of talkin' to myself. You've got a pair of jungle drums on you. Oh and what a nasty mix 42-24-36. When you drop dem bombshells the blood goes right out of my brain.
I'm going to drag you down with me. I'll take you walking by the sea. And when I find a place to rest. I'll hold your head upon my chest. And I'm going to drag you down with me.
I jumped out the bed, flat iron my hair. But in my true religion, I'm so far from pigeon. And I hit the closet, throw on my Juicy Coaches. Rock my shirt and my bra then head straight to the shake draw.
No more of these words. (Baby, I'm sorry won't you just came back to me, baby). I can't deal with your lies. (I didn't cheat baby, she just kissed me).
Somewhere out there I know that you're waiting for me. I'm still believing, dreaming that one day you'll see. Everybody tells me I've still got so much to learn.