With you, with you, with you, with you again I won't fall down that fucking rabbit hole All the hints that you leave are too hard to believe at all I'm barely standing on the ground Dear head, shut up I can't listen no more It's late, so shut up Is one

I know, I know, I know That I wish I was there with you You give me a reason Something to believe in You give me a meaning Something I can breathe in It's a bittersweet feeling Longing and I'm leaving I go, I go, I go

And the shit seems to follow Sometimes I feel it chasing me All the hate that's breaking free I realize I'm taking everything This time I feel it taking me To a place I hate to be All along I sing to make believe I'm thinking of, Thanking all the fucked

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

What about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? What about all the times you said you had the answers? What about all the broken happy ever afters? Oh, what about us? What about love? What about trust? Oh, what about love? What about

That's how you know When it grabs a hold of you and won't let go And as time goes by she's still surprising you That's how you know it's true And an old love feels new When a new love feels old When you feel like she's always been in your soul

Define your ascension Draw your breath Put your fears to death Your time has come Your time will come This is a dawning A calling to face down consequence No honor in hiding behind a wall, that keeps you sane Shed the skin of past mistakes No remorse and

There's a good time Everyday I walk away with the feeling that I'm center stage There's a good time (there's a good time) Everyday I walk away (There's a good time, there's a good time) There's a good time, now it's time to go There's a good time, step

Don’t make me feel a way Don’t make me feel a way (don’t make me feel) Oh, I hate when you do that shit (oh, oh) Tell me I'm being irrational (know, know) Don’t make me feel I'm up, late night, my phone so dry No goodnight, I'm tight 'cause I'm paranoid

Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk The claim is on you The sights are on me So what do you do That's guaranteed Tailored suits, chauffeured cars Fine hotels and big cigars Up for grabs, up for a price