Now you see me Now you don't Alone again Facing the demons In this hell Of my own making I will not let this moment Define who I am I am strong, eternal

To a goddamn fool ‘Cause I gave I gave him everything Now there’s nothing left for you ‘Cause I gave (I gave) My heart (my heart) I lost everything And I have nothing left for you

Ain't nothing sacred anymore Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah And by the way, you know that hope Will make you strange Make you blink, make you blink Make you sink It will make you afraid of change Enough to blame the box with the view of the world And

Baby, I loved you first But now I see your heart's been taken And nothing could be worse Baby, I loved you first. Had my chances Could've been where he is standing Girl, I came so close But now you'll never know Girl, it should be me

Nothing is better than the freedom Yeah-eah nothing is better than the freedom Night, is the time for the hunger Through these rooms, you and I, we wander Too much, too long, holding back the tears I wait, do hard labor and I count the years Soon the

And gets nothing but love For who I am I thank my fans so much Even though some may hate Still I appreciate All my friends and family That kept it real with me I been around the world

I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me Well I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me I'm waitin' on the sun to set 'cause yesterday ain't over yet I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess Dusty roads ain't

Change, and nothing stays the same Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground running Change, nothing stays the same Thought you'd never miss me 'Til I got a Fat City address Non-stop talker, what a rocker! Unchained, yeah you hit the ground running Unchained,

(to) give me truth to my conviction Reality or fiction Am I out of my mind? And just for one day I wish I could disappear There's no solution Is my own confusion Maybe nothing else will ever be so clear Well maybe that's only my fear Just take me far

Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet And ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week I like kickin' back on the sofa Flippin'