Been thinking about you, and there's no rest Should I still love you, still see you in bed All the things you got Been thinking about you, your records are here Your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there But I'm still no one, and you're now a

Look so good Just a little more, little more You think you look so good A little more better That's what's gonna get you But you know that I know Oh you don't care But you know I'm there Baby's crying 'cause it's born to sing

(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) Yo man there's a lot of brothers out there Flaking and perpetrating but scared to kick reality Man, you been doing all this dope producing You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is So what you want me to do?

I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm sorry momma! I'm cleaning out my closet (one more time) I said I'm sorry momma! I'm cleaning out my closet Where's my snare? I have no snare in my headphones There you go

You don't know how it feels To be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way Because there's not much more that I can fake This

And I know how it's to be, yeah Cause, I think I'm goin' blind There is nothing more for you and I I'm ninety three, you're sixteen And I know how it should be Some are young and some are free But I think I'm goin' blind Little lady, can't you see You're

I'm so dumb, I'm so dumb, For thinkin' you could love me, Your so numb, your so numb, You can't feel it so it's easy, Our love's still here, But your not there, You broke my heart, you don't care For thinking you could love me. They say forgive and

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Lies and deceiving is what I'm believing Up to my knees so hard to breathe It helps that you aren't there Can't figure out what's the right thing for me Guess I'll have to wait and see So understanding but so far from the truth It's what I have to live

Hallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major