If all it is is eight letters When I close my eyes Why is it so hard to say? Why am I in my own way? Why do I pull you close I've said those words before but it was a lie And you deserve to hear them a thousand times And then ask you for space You know

Shorty, don't clap-back on the dick (hey!) Bitch, when I hit that, do a split (hey!) When I hit that, do a trick Don’t clap-back on the dick Don't clap-back on the dick DVDs, porno tapes Scott Storch Know I keep a tool on me I come in the room, I might

And do everything she'd never do Don't let her see your cardinal eyes Save it for the deathbed Jesus Christ you have confused me Cornered, wasted, blessed and used me Forgive me girls I am confused Stiff and pissed and lost and loose Never look her in

Like breathing in sulfur Stay, you don't always know where you stand Till you know that you won't run away There's something inside me that feels My guilt and my shame always sell me short, Always feel the same And my face and my soul always wear me

Fate don't fail me now Scatter what remains A comedown of revolving doors We auctioned off our memories In the absence of a breeze Pushed away I'm pulled toward Every warning we ignored Drifting in from distant shores The wind presents a change of course

What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Trackin' (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Don't stop my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you

Jenny so shy Your heart beats quick and strong Your mind pores over it all Don't worry because no one saw me fall Throw the knife into the stream

I put your mother through hell, don't you mind I hate your brother as well, don't you mind, don't you mind I love you, don't you mind, don't you mind I got a plane in the middle of the night, don't you mind I nearly killed somebody, don't you mind, don't

Even the stars fall for you Every star up in the sky Has got your name on it tonight And they don't stand a chance like I know I don't And girl you can't tell me that you can't see The kind of spell you put on me You gotta know just what you do I

No one ever dares to speak It's nothing else but fantasy Don't stop it now It's make believe Make believe But one day it all will come to life Stop be quite now And I'll teach you how to fly Then away we'll go