(Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week) Where my bad bitches at? This girl tell me, say she horny She want to give it to me out the door This girl fuck me like she know me She backed it up then she tipped on her toes Pretty gang make noise Rude girls make

Who am I, darling to you? Who am I, darling for you? I come alone here And meet me there, bundles of flowers We wait through the hours of cold Winter shall howl at the walls Tearing down doors of time Shelter as we go

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

Wednesday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more She goes downstairs to the kitchen Clutching her handkerchief Quietly turning the backdoor key Stepping outside, she is

And I rule my den Well, I'm the crawlin' king snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself Come on, crawl I'm the crawlin' king snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' 'til the day I die

Can't you see, you're not the only one? Share with me the sun You forget sometimes it's yours The doors all lead outside Feel it soak into your mind In the end, time may take me In the end, time will take you too Well, my head, it gets so tired No need

Yeah smash on the radio, bet I penned it We are trying to make way for Chris Brown I'm going to need you all to back away from the door You are not listening I need you all to back away from the door (Pull up, pull up) can't believe the girls, club

Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah If it ain't got that swing No, it don't mean a thing It don't mean a thing All you got to do is sing Makes no diff'rence If it's sweet or it's hot Give it all that rhythm that you got

I don't want to be here anymore I know there's nothing left worth staying for Your paradise is something I've endured, whoa whoa I'm listening with one foot out the door See I don't think I can fight this anymore And I don't want to be here anymore But

I would always open up the door Always looking up at higher floors Want to see it all give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for the making changes Walking down the street and meeting strangers Flipping through my life turning pages (rise, rise up)