Just like the crow chasing the butterfly Dandelions lost in the summer sky Cause when you and I were gettin' high as outer space I never thought you would slip away I guess I was just a little too late I painted your room at midnight So I'd know

Ta dow, what can I do? Ta dow, how ya like me now? (What can I do, what can I do?) {In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures But in this country, society itself is failing} Hell yeah uh Tadow, how ya like me now I'm in the mix It's

She used to be mine Oh she used to be mine She looks so good movin' cross the dance floor Better than the day she left me Arm in arm with somebody new Holdin' hands and laughin' like we used to I got my best smile on but it's no disguise It don't hide

At this age How are them man still hatin'? My young boy in a different country But he ain't ever been on vacation One hand on a girl I'm datin' One hand on the cash I'm makin' We come through like Funky Friday And have all of your mandem skatin'

Gather 'round the beat like a campfire Singin' folk songs, but not no Kumbaya my Lord Play like Timmies, all we had, nothing else on 46 Got you caught up in the mix Just 'cause I know the late night

Tell me love isn't true It's just something that we do Tell me everything I'm not Tell the bed not to lay Not to stare up at me Like a calf down on its knees But don't ever tell me to stop (Don't you ever tell) Don't tell me to stop

You stole my heart the moment you came to town I said hello but you were gone when I turned around You can't get away, can't get away, even if you try now I want to tell you but the words just can't be found I like the way you move and just the way you

Me and my team gotta intervene What's the point of livin' if you ain't livin' a dream? We live in a era where everybody want everything Everybody want a better thing Tryna feel ya like it's picture perfect but it's just the editing Man, the game been

Bad time for a good time, baby You should know about it by now I'm sorry, but you've called at a bad time And every time is probably gonna be a bad time I'm sorry, but it's not like the last time Where you were calling me and hoping for a good time Now I

I'll show you the difference baby (woo-hoo-ooh, woo-hoo) You say nothing's good, good enough You've been broken like way too much Let me fix you baby 'Cause you ain't too uptight You keep it on the low but you know your body wants mine If you don't feel