We are the sleepers, we bite our tongues We set the fire and we let it burn Through the dreamers, we hear the hum They say come on, come on, let's go I know that it's a waste of time Chasing in the dark But keep me in your clouded mind 'Til time ignites

Back of the coffee line Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde The money and who? It's bad news, bad-bad for you But I'm back on the coffee bean Anything in between (this is all, this is all) Back-back-back in the bathroom line (this is all) (This is all)

Heaven sends A song through its doors Just as if it seems to know I'm exclusively yours Knowing this I feel but one way You will understand too In these words that I say I'll close my eyes To everyone but you

Hit the radio We can make a, make a video Now I'm a star I can't seem to get you off my mind Turn on the station, but I'm still facing you and Everbody seem to lost their mind It's hard to handle, so I, change the channel on the Radio, 'cause internet

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

Everyone's allergic to poison ivy Everybody gets the itch Everybody hates that Everybody needs a little poison ivy I just got back from the doctor He told me that I had a problem But I realized it's you

It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I'll find the things that you do Will make me feel alright So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when

Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (skrrt) So, you right Yeah, Gunner Ayy, ready to die But I can't I'm too alive Should've killed me when they tried Couldn't see me in the skies When you camouflaged, eating Pad Thai, hahaha I

Life is dull, it's nothing but one big lull, then presto you do a skull And find that you're reeling, she sighs and you're feeling like a toy on a string And your heart goes: "Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding" How could that funny

I'm sorry for changing. Believe me, it's easier just to pretend. I'm sorry it had to be this way. But, I won't apologize for who I am. You had me to get her. And here, I thought it was me. I was changin', arrangin' my life to fit your lies. It's all said