But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side I said without you I was broken Without you I was broken So without you I was broken With everything ahead of us we left, everything behind But nothing that we needed at least Not at this time And I,

I can say it more than once 'Cause I'm thinking twice as fast, yodel-ayde-a Everything I like is nice That's why I try to have it twice, yodel-ayde-a Well, once I saw a bore Who was a social whore, yodel-ayde-a And they said I had a limp And then they

Our day will come (our day will come, our day will come) Our day will come (our day will come) Our dreams have magic because we'll always stay in love this way And we'll have everything We'll share the joy (we'll share the joy) Falling in love can bring

I'm like oh God, oh, oh my God Bitch I run the game y'all just commentate from the side Everything I do you know I do it for the squad This is what the people say they wanted from the Young boy, from the, from the, from the God This that flexicution This

Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all Did you forget everything? Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday

Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all Did you forget everything? Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday

What you thinkin' about? Oh what you thinkin' about What you thinkin' about I know everything They say my brain meltin' And the only thing I'll tell 'em Is I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist So baby take your clothes off, a chance like

You come unto me just to question my roots But you could never walk a day in my shoes Fuck this shit, you can find me in the moshpit Been in the game for twelve years, what it do? Take it from the best, everything I do pops Fake ass bitches all around me

Squalor Victoria Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens Underline everything I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt I'm going down among the saints Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves And I wanna rush in with the fools 3:30 in the last

It always, could always be better Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh You say it's good, I say it's great But it could be better You say it's good, but it could be better Everything in life could always be better Don't settle for less, 'cause then you miss out on more