You say you're on it but you just don't know You're spending money like you're on death row You must be mis-educated By all the guys that you've dated
Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will. 10 to 2 AM, X Yogi DMT and a box of Krispy Kremes, in my need-to-know post just outside Area 51 contemplating
Yeah, yeah, we gon' high to this (The world's crazy, son yeah, I know) We gon' high to this (Just something about her) My girl's a killa, my girl's a
and i'm here and i'm special and i'm the one who turns you out. and i'm here and i'm a wreck for the total loss of our last crash. you are the savior
To my supa fly girls, all around the world Shake ya ass in the club, make it twist and twirl Ya so beautiful 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2 (Full surface
You better run, you better hide Lock yourself inside, you can't protect yourself She's got a gun, she got a knife A vicious mind, no heart that I can
Well, enough of this nonsense, baby We're bigger than this, let's get back to us And the thrill we felt with our first kiss You know the road can take
Well, enough Of this nonsense, baby We're bigger than this Let's get back to us And the thrill we felt with our first kiss You know the road can take
I know the lipstick won't fix it But I've gotta put my game face on I wish mascara could mask this Until all the tears are gone I've gotta paint the
I said, are you ready Uh, yeah, hey Come on, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Let's do it Are you ready Whoa whoa yeah Whoa whoa yeah All my ladies Let's do
She's got the face, she's got the body She's riding high on daddy's money She's got pink lipstick all around the mouth She thinks she knows what it's
Something soulless told you it hates you They wear the sheepskins, but you are the monster Breathing men would kill Lucy don't go hold me haunt me tinctures
am I made of plastic? am I made of sand? am I made of pieces of a broken hand? am I beautiful or worthless? like there ever was a difference I will paint
Friendship never meant so much Until I stumbled across an old letter. You marked it with a kiss I could still smell you as if you were right there
The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear Reality is kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made
Oh dear, could this be true? It's all lie's we've told The minds of such devilish boys Your dreams bought and sold Give me those bright blue eyes And
I get home late but I can't sleep No message on my machine The red light eyes me knowingly And from the note left on my door I know that I shouldn't call
Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an hour I left a message on your machine Yeah, well I guess you're out Heard a black guy got killed today
