Make the story of our own, and blow Shakespeare's mind, It's ours to write, it's our love and it's our life You and I, can fall as hard as we want Well everybody, they think they know us They think they've got us figured out, Waste their words just

I want you to stay Not really sure how to feel about it Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you It takes me out the way Round and around and around and around we go Oh now tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, you know

Broken hearts make it rain Sweet-faced ones with nothing left inside I don’t want to know, I don’t want to know, I don’t want to know That we all can love, that we all can love, that we all That we all can love, that we all can love, that we all When I

I’m gonna make you see the difference between just quitting and survival Know that it’s my pleasure, doing everything better without you Cause this one works better than two Well, this plane can fly with just one engine This heart can beat without

Is this shallow love? Or is it something real? You make it hard to deal Not knowin' if this is shallow love The way we live so well Can make it so hard to tell What you in it for? What you really in it for? Is a shallow love for real?

When I see your light shine, I know I'm home We're going home If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone If you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go When I see your light shine I can't see you But I hear your call Baby, hold on now Wanna run

Oh when I make it there When I make it there As long as you know that when I land you're mine And you will never feel so pretty And you will never feel this beautiful And he can't make you feel this pretty Hoo hoo hoo

Where to go and what to do Wasted hours that you make new All those wasted hours we used to know Spent the summers staring out the window The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town That's why we're

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the

Niggas creepin' How'd it get so scandalous? But stay woke Now stay woke Now don't you close your eyes We can make it, oh If you want it They gon' find you (they gon' find you)