We were born to die Come and take a walk on the wild side Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don't know why Keep making me laugh,

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

My sister, my friend Hey girl, it's me, just called to tell you hi Call me when you get this Haven't talked lately, so hard to find the time Give the boys a big kiss Tell them that I miss them By the way, I miss you too I was thinking just today About

Keep it movin movin, keep it goin goin Watch me watch me, bonafide hard copy Hip-hop nazi dispose of the Liberace's Extra extra, enjoy the lecture from Hannibal Lector, now rewind selector Bounce it bounce it, smoke by the ounces Tan leather couches,

I'll never really find those perfect words For something more than just, good-bye Its hard to remember good times When there is just so much heart ache They deserve more than that. It's is of more than just one single moment of sadness To just remember

Ounces of weed Got your own If you at my table Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Uh, long days, gotta recharge to run the play Paper straight, come up with bars to get us paid Major weight make it hard for them to imitate Rolex tell the daytime and the date

When times get hard Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart But we're falling apart together We're falling apart together We just shake us on a little more salt and pepper Well it's another flash light dinner in the dark mm hm My baby's sweet

And I need some new love New love, new love And I've been through mountains and seas Tryna get you to come back to me And I've been far, and I've been so deep Now I find it harder and harder to breathe I don't wanna waste no time all alone Want somewhere

Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain) Countin' cash on a private plane (Countin' cash on a private plane, uh) Couple M's off the sound exchange (Couple M's off the sound exchange) Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard

I leave it all in ruins 'Cause I don't know what I'm doing I'm hard on things that matter Hold a heart so tight it shatters So I stay away from things that break Time is ticking I was born a fool in a china cabinet Drawn to the delicate like it's a