Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me

Get on your knees, get on your knees, get on your knees Baby, just get on your knees (get on your knees) Say pretty please, say pretty please, say pretty please I don't need a dozen roses You ain't gotta wine and dine me, no I don't need a pretty poet

Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather Just let me cry a little bit longer I ain't gon' smile if I don't want to I wish we were all rose-colored too My rose-colored boy I had to break it, the wars are raging on And I have taken my glasses

How could she be so cool How could it be she might be mine It's a story of a man Who works as hard as he can Just to be a man who stands on his own But the book always burns As the story takes it turn An leaves a broken man How could she be so fine

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye My sun-eyed girl She doesn't even know what's wrong And I know I'm gonna make her die Take her where her soul belongs I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied Round the roses Fist pounding on a vending

Don't you cry tonight And don't you cry tonight There's a heaven above you baby And please remember Don't you ever cry Don't you cry Talk to me softly There's something in your eyes Don't hang your head in sorrow

They won't touch me They won't catch me They won't break me You can't tell me I lose my head I close my eyes They're out ta get me I'm fucking innocent They're out to get me

All day, all day bring it my way I wanna handle your bizz Waah yuh put it pon meee Baby girl cau' you don't stop pose And you look good inna clothes And you pretty like rose And di sitten expose Chilling out inna the island breeze

This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back Straight stuntin’ ya we do it like that This is how we do, do do, this is how we do It's no big deal, it's no big deal, it's no big deal This is no big deal This is how we do Sipping on rosé, sipping on sun,

From the coming dawn, That seeks to drown us in the flames But if we sell our soul, For the chance of gold, Then we'll rue each passing day! Come on lets Save our lives, The city grieves, like widows clasping Folded flags against their hearts