Ooh baby baby baby We can be superfriends Girl we could be superfriends, ha You get wiped out instead of getting wifed up But we could cut if you're trying to get knifed up Now ain't no one perfect that we on earth with But why buy if it ain't worth it?

I signed it with love from me to you I tried to be cool But my feelings they don't allow me to And all that I ask Is that at least you write me back I'm waiting Here's my paper heart Ends up with you

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

The way old friends do We can face it together You and I can share the silence Finding comfort together And after fights and words of violence We make up with each other Times of joy and times of sorrow We will always see it through Oh I don't care what

So, say something, I'm not holding back Before the scene we made goes and fades to black Sometimes, it's one thing And next time, it's nothing It's more than mistrusting It ends up just crushing me Stop with the fighting I know it's the right thing I

Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway Get in girl, we'll roll 'til the dirt road ends You can climb up in that back seat With your pretty little bare feet Got our innocence Just like we're 17 again To climb out your window Get the butterflies like we

It's "Wifey" part three My Gucci says, "Blind for love," I can't see, yeah My girl, you can't be But I wanna see you up and out of them jeans, yeah If you're blowin' up my phone, I'll leave you on "Read," yeah I'm done with them fiends (Uh) I'm a

Rock n' roll. Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll. Singin' with you. (Rock n' roll!) Singin' with you (Uh!) Oh my gosh! Rude boy bass, mash up the place You can eat shit and fuckin' And fuck you.

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

The more I love the more that I'm afraid If we can be the best of lovers Yet be the best of friends If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows With any luck, then I suppose How do you keep the music playing? How do you make it last? How do