As the homeland plans enemies Passive attraction, programmed reaction Lonesome for no one when The room was empty and War as we knew it was obsolete Nothing could beat complete denial All we do is talk, sit, switch screens All we do is talk, static split

I'll keep rolling with my baby 'Cause she's sweet that way I had to roll with my baby Went to see my sweetheart Last night around about ten She said, "Home sweet, Papa" Squeeze me every now and then We went out to a movie Stop in the very last row

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Once again I'll call your name You'll hear but not answer Foolish heart quakes with pain, mocking embrace I push away longing, aching my company, Wither decay, this empty inheritance Looking glass shattered eyes, bleeding so softly Selfishness hollow

Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up volunteers Vulnerable wisdom can't adhere... A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on... But there's a

Haja o que houver Há sempre um homem, para uma mulher E há de sempre haver para esquecer Um falso amor e uma vontade de morrer Seja como for há de vencer o grande amor Que há de ser no coração Como um perdão Pra quem chorou

Well there's floodin' down in Texas All of the telephone lines are down Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay And I've been tryin' to call my baby Lord and I can't

And loving you so, so, so, so I don't wanna know Who's taking you home, home, home, home I don't wanna know, know, know, know The way I used to love you, oh Are you happy now? The way I used to love you, no And the more I drink the more I think about you

Leave that bitch alone You knew that I was crazy Why the fuck you took her home? Now I'm goin' through your phone Seein' all these hoes You knew that I don't like her What type of crazy shit you on? Pussy was good? Pussy was perfect?

You know I've been down for a minute And I've been tryna make my way home My way home, my way home And I done got way, way, way strong But I be on my way home I've been rollin' with 'em hitters And niggas wanna rob me, she wanna rob me My nigga, I've