And no one knows, how far it goes If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me I've been staring at the edge of the water 'Long as I can remember, never really knowing why I wish I could be the perfect daughter But I come back to the water, no

Some friends will depart, some stay the same Some will fuel the anger, some heal the pain Some will help me up, some tear me down But what goes around comes around Talking to myself Pushing everyone away Is overcoming nothing And the thought remains the

Come on, shake it, baby Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the flo' You've got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a ho 'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be than Los Angeles There's no other place that I'd rather be than Los

Horses and chariots (So when the) Time comes to bury us (Don't let the) Swallow our pride Together we must stay Drag our love away Our hearts will collide

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Back in the garage Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective People ringing up making offers for my life I just want to stay

Dance, don't hold the wall Dance don't hold the wall Dance, don't, don't, don't hold the wall Da-da-dance, don't hold the wall Come on baby dance with me It's getting down but I'll get up Baby hold on Dance, (What you do to me?)

Why do you wanna go turn back time? Psychotic kids, they don't know what they want Wasted on the young Psychotic kids, we've got to keep control of them Come and take a ride in my psychotic mind My mum thinks I'm on heroin And my dad just thinks I'm gone

Come and roll with me, I really wanna show you How I run the streets, I really wanna show you How I'm clockin' G's, I really wanna show you Wooo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin' in this motherfucker Y'all better be swift with that punch button Jack

Maybe, here it comes, oh, oh, oh Oh, babe, lay down and get what you came for I bet you ain't never feel one Oh, babe, say how you want me to take over You're fuckin' with a real one Baby, here it comes, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah I'll take care of