All I wanna do is end up with you (ooh, ooh) End up with you, end up with you Lovin' in the back seat to the radio Wouldn't be the worst scenario 'Cause all I wanna do is end up with you Get home and we're locked out Middle of the backyard laying down

She makes me feel like it's raining outside And when the storms gone I'm all torn up inside I'm always nervous on days like this like the prom I get too scared to move cause I'm a fuckin' boy Push it out, fake a smile Avert disaster just in time I need a

We're coming home again Well, nobody cares Everyone left you They're all out without you havin' fun Does anyone care if nobody cares? Get me out of here right now After ten cups of coffee Nobody likes you

Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

Well now he's back in the atmosphere One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there Did you finally get the chance to dance Along in the light of day yeah Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken

I'm in the hood where niggas don't bother me (check it out) Thirty-five hunnid my cardigan (check it out) Shawty gon' fuck, shawty gon' swallow me (check it out) Shawty gon' get on top of me You know what I'm saying? Yeah, me and my homie We do this shit

(Live free) I don't need your sympathy You'll never burn me out You may spark the flame But these scars will not remain I just wanna (Live free) They won't get the best of me (Live free) They won't get the best of me I want free I want change

Get out of my own way Do I start over, rediscover? Submit to the sweet surrender It's a mind maze All these head games Caught in a cage A complex cage Am I a car on fire? Will I be devoured?

In this crazy world of choices I've only got a few Either you're coming with me, or I'm coming with you 'Cause I finally found, I finally found you Forget about your friends they don't care where we go If they do, we'll get lost in a crowd of people I've

These Mexican minutes get longer and longer We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Mexico" We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why As the days goes by Up in the city