So much that it hurts All I know is that I love you so Got a tattoo that said "together through life" Carved in your name with my poker knife And you wonder when you wake up, will it be alright oh oh Feels like there's something broken inside Is that in

Said, you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe, see, me, I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover, you might be the one If

She's fallin' in love now, losin' control now Fightin' the truth, tryin' to hide But I think it's alright, girl Yeah, I think it's alright, girl She's falling but she doesn't think he'll catch her 'Cause her last relationship was a disaster Accusations

The kids will be alright Kids are kids, understand Out late, going crazy, kids innocent I heard about all of the long trials in life All the drugs on my mind All the troubles I can find Still I smile The kids turned out fine

Everybody wanna steal my girl Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one 'cause she belongs to me Everybody wanna take her heart away Na na na na na na Alright (alright) Na na na na na na (alright) Na na na na na na (oh, yeah) Na na, she

Gonna be with my baby tonight You can make it, you can break it,and you can be what you wanna be I'm happy with the world around, it's good enough for me 'Cause I'm doin' fine, I'm doin' alright Sometimes I think about the way my life is supposed to be

Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead) yup-yup (Amen) I know (He dead) for sure (Amen) Amen Alright, here we go, third take, real quick Ali I'm Marilyn

Just ten years ago No one would ever know Tears rollin' down from my eyes Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt Yeah, I don't know why I got those type of blues tonight, but uh Something, it's alright, something told me tonight to uh Get it like I was

Niggas are in a state of emergency The death side, mirror damage of where we are today The life side a vision of where we need to go So sign your death certificate Fuck all, y'all Lisa got him Alright, on three, one, two, three Come on brothers we gotta

Ya know what I mean Busta Rhymes in the place y'all Let me tell ya a little something, Yeah, alright Busta 1995, this year I want One of them Crazy, Sexy-Cool women Ya know what I'm sayin' One of them real crazy, just sexy