Tryin' to get it wrong No need to put a front No need to lay it on Say people are too hard, tryin' to get it He who got the money, man Don't make you anyone People are too hard, tryin' to get it It don't make you anyone, now Don't care 'bout what you do

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

She said goodbye too many times before This love has taken its toll on me And her heart is breaking in front of me Her heart is breaking in front of me I have no choice 'cause I won't say goodbye anymore I was so high, I did not recognize The fire

(You're all) Every time the front door shakes Every time I hear the breaks And that long whistle cryin' through the night I'm reminded of the way I feel Gettin' crushed by your wheels tonight Shut up train I'm trying to sleep Can't you show me a little

Puuuuuuuussssshhh I don't give a f*** about you, go the f*** away I can't see going on I can't see going on, f*** it! I can't bleed What do I do now To guide me through the times that lie in front of me

Kick back an' get high Hang a sign on the door of my life Tell the world that I've gone missin' An' I won't be back for a while I'm so tired of only wishin' I could leave my troubles behind I wanna be front porch rockin' With a big sun droppin' in a blue

This I gotta see. Her hair's still wet from her bath, She's sitting on her front porch with a glass, Of iced tea, In my sweatshirt, And her bare feet, If I hurry I can catch, The colors on her skin from that sunset, And her face,

This is the life, bitches and Nikes Planes and Chucks, bottles and luxury And all the bad bitches fuck with me And them pussy-ass niggas don't want none of me Sports cars in the front yard Dream big and we live large Listenin' to Cameo, smokin' on the

Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

Every time I hear that song I still think about you oh-oh-oh I still think about you I'm standing in the pouring rain On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh It's like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh Oh, I still think about you There's a soundtrack in my