What goes around, comes around What goes up, must come down Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn Weren't you

Love for me I call your name I keep on looking for you And I don't know Don't know where go where Can set over night

I know who I am, I am an evil man The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life

Yeah the song comes on and I sing out loud And there ain't no road that I can't go down And I don't think twice when I pass your house all the time Yeah the rain just rolls right off my back And I don't get caught in the same old traps I can hear your

Ohh, it's the way it goes Now don't this feel right (don't this feel right) I'm tryna put you in the light (tryna put you in the light) Ooh, it's the way you go Now don't say good night (don't say good night) I'm tryna fuck you on top But not before I

Yeah when that summer sun starts to beatin' down And you don't know what to do Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old Splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair With all my friends

Bringing together you and me Taking in that frequency, yeah Of the love that we should know Slow down pretending that you know Where we're supposed to go through generations Of just getting told, don't question the control Working on to buy a life before

I swear, you're calling me, calling me out And they wanna talk and talk about ex's You're calling me, calling me out I swear, I swear We all need a little love sometimes I swear, we all need a little love sometimes But please don't draw me out, I ask

She gets everything she wants She gets everything for free She will fuck up your whole life With her little Gucci coochie Getting real paid since she livin' in L.A seem fucking bored Boy, don't touch what you can't afford

The Lullaby of Broadway Goodnight, baby Goodnight, the milkman's on his way Sleep tight, baby When a Broadway baby says good night It's early in the morning Manhattan babies don't sleep tight Until the dawn Sleep tight, let's call it a day