Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

If I could start my life from scratch If I could take away the pain of the past If I had another chance, I would do just that I'd give anything just to go right back Aight, the fuck are you lookin at self? You wanna piece of me? Ohh man, shit The story

Come some more into my sight If you're dealing war, backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life

I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time. When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life, When I look back on my ordinary ordinary, ordinary life, Her name was written on a photograph, Right next to her red, sunburnt face, It all had happened

He don't like that He wants his life back He wants to go back home Poor guy that man John Thomas His woman truly was a devil And she wasn't all that honest She tore him down on every level You're a no good lazy motherfucker Gotta a shit job you worthless

I don't mind Through the window into my life There's this vine trying to climb There's this wine trying to find It's way from the bottle into my mind There's a black hole pulling me in I slowly bend till I see the back of my own sins I stole my soul from

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways The pain gets so much clearer When the one to blame is standing in the mirror This fool, this life Lit a match and set his life on fire Yeah, she tasted like home Oh well, home ain't what I'm callin' I

I took a heavenly ride through our silence Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless 'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me