(All I ever wanted) All I ever wanted (All I ever needed) (Was a father) I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, So help me GOD I just felt like telling the story of my life Felt like, maybe somebody could be inspired, you know?

John, I'm only dancing She turns me on, but I'm only dancing She turns me on, don't get me wrong I'm only dancing Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving Well, Annie's pretty neat, she always eats her meat Joe is awful strong, bet your life he's

I won't let you down, down Baby, it's perfect timing now to Scream it out, out So scream it out, out I've always had a thing for silence But lately I just need a voice I recognise I think I'll let fate just take me home 'Cause over pain, love is outgrown

And a half-broke heart’s still broke A half-truth’s still a lie "I need my space" is still goodbye A wrong size shoe could look good on you But you’ll be cussin' your feet at midnight A half-cold beer ain’t cold "A half-smoked cigarette’s still smoked

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

You deserve better, better, better than me Might be what you want, but I'm not what you need You're better, better than you even realize Might be what you want, but I want you to see You're better off without me in your life And I hope you find somebody

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

It's just like it feels How does it feel? Well, it's all for the sake of arriving with you Well I cant give you everything you want But I could give you what you thought you need A map to keep beneath your seat You'll read to me in time I'll get you

Screw the labels, screw the labels I close my eyes or analyze We don't need no labels when you're sitting 'cross the table We're perfectly unstable So why we need the, why we need the Why we need the labels? But I don't have to need a word to call you

Nigga you hustle, but me I'll hustle harder I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder My niggas move G-packs, every hour on the hour They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in a position of power You fuck around if you wanna Ha ha ha! I told