I'm gonna sit right down and write write myself a letter I'll be glad I got 'em And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me me off my feet A lotta kisses at the bottom I'm gonna smile and say I hope you're feeling

Don’t take it for granted And when it happens It’s time to write write your story Love is a temple No matter how and what it takes, to be there No fear that can’t be won by love There’s nothing that I can do I’ve set my mind on on you The more that I see you’re

Got around the same things Hope my mistakes don't make me me less of a man 'Cause lately it feel like dem shits really can I'm prayin' I don't wake up all alone It's hard to say it so I write write a song But that ain't equal to me me rightin' wrong Stuck between a

But y'all already said that Diamonds on on my neck Diamonds on on my wrist Bitches on on my dick Choppers in the trunk Models in the front Bottles in the club But I don't give a fuck Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard

I have for you, oh no, oh no I'll just say, "Well, welcome home now" Could ever stop this love If I go million miles away I'll write write a letter each and every day now Oh, honey, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing is ever gonna change this love You can make

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality Haven't you ever heard of closing a goddamn door? Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door? I chime in with a Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it

Just you take your time, oh Just you take your time Do you remember when We used to take our time You'd write write me a letter, baby And I'd wait for you all night (oh) Now it seems everyone's Rushing around including you and I

You're so supreme Lyrics that I write write of you Scheme, just for a sight of you And I dream Both day and night of you And what good does it do In 1929, I sold short In London, I'm presented at court But you've got me me down hearted,

I'm a criminal! 'Cause every time I write write a rhyme These people think it's a crime To tell 'em what's on on my mind I guess I'm a criminal! I don't gotta say a word I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one

Paralyzed by my envy of the night I am lost without you here And outside it looks like rain For the last time, I bleed myself dry tonight And nothing I could ever write write would help you understand this life There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in