I'm on a plain I can't complain Love myself Better than you I know it's wrong So what should I do? I'll start this off Without any words I got so high that

It's the sweet love that you give to me That makes me believe we can make it through anything 'Cause when it all comes down And I'm feeling like I'll never last I just lean on you 'cause baby You're my better half And you look at me And give me that

Soon you will see left with nothing You better aim for my head Into the earth we descend Do not be afraid It's only the break Of all that you laid Watch as they take There is no life at the end of this war At the end of this war eternally

Oh, when you're cold I'll be there, hold you tight to me You think I'd leave your side, baby You know me better than that Think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees I wouldn't do that I'll tell you you're right when you're wrong And if only

Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby Why you, why you, why you checking, if you're over it Why you, why you say, "Let go," if you're still holding it? You say you're okay but I saw that you liked it 2 A.M. and faded I know that's when you

In check, yeah, in check, yeah Sometimes I forget When I look you in your face I see a good girl who deserves better than me (better than me) You remember that other night in my bedroom? On top of my bed I remember the things that you said Sometimes you

Killer, ripper, who are you Take a look into the mirror then you will know Heaven fire up my blood I'm waiting for something that's better Down on his knees he sees the devil weeping/whinging his tongue Mr. Cadillac doesn't even know he's been fighting

Better do it 'til we get right, uhh This is for my niggas getting high on the regular This is for my bitches getting high on the regular Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit Them

And I just wanna tell you And I wish I could run to you. And I hope you know that every time I don't I bet this time of night you're still up. I bet you're tired from a long hard week. I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the

Doctor, doctor, come put the brakes on me You better send me home 'Cause I ain't leaving till something leave with me Right now that's all I'm on I've had a headache for the last three days And the last couple days I been missing some pay Do I have AIDS?