But I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do And the weatherman said if you're not well, stay in bed 'Cause I've been feeling down and blue and it's cloudy in my head Instead of going out to some

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone Miss Atomic Bomb Racing shadows under moonlight And for a second there we'd won You were standing with your girlfriends in the street Falling back on forever, I wonder what you came to be I was new in town, the boy with

I'm the law and you can't beat the law What we're dealing with here is a total lack of respect for the law I'm the law and you can't beat the law (Note) Fuck 'em and their law Crack down at sundown Fuck 'em and their law

Give it up, give it up We are, we are the saints, we signed our life away Doesn't matter what you think, we're gonna do it anyway We are, we are the saints, one day you will confess And pray to the saints of Los Angeles Just wait until we're going down

Don't break character Is this real or just a dream? When they knock you down You've got a lot of heart Rise up like the sun Labor till the work is done And go on to bed Nobody knows what lies ahead

My song will carry on And I'll spend my life penning my song, my song Good girls don't make history So I may never be what you assume (it's my song) Don't want your hooks or auto-tune (it's my song) If I'm off-key then that's alright with me (it's my

I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it's killin' me Not to spray this

Do what you wanna do Who to sock it to I can't tell you It's your thing (It's your thing) And if you want me to love you, maybe I will I need you woman, it ain't no big deal You need lovin' just as bad as I do, now Make's me no difference now, who you

What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I hurt myself today

I hate and slide To let out what's inside Cause I will panic Sometimes I wish you'd die Full of sorrow And all this hate is bottled up inside I'll take this time Give me some courage Beating me down the (?) sometime