Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

I heard you tellin' lies I heard you say you weren't born of our blood I know we're the crooked kind But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows Some get dealt simple hands Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn But all folks are damaged goods It

You got me all wrong Don't you know the rumors? I heard about you And what you do They talk about, talk about you, boy They say that you're never gonna treat me right I know that your forever's only one night, one night They talk about, talk about me

Go away, go away, go away Don't come back here anymore Cold hearted girl Don't hurt me like this anymore I'm waiting by outside your door Saying, "Baby, can we talk?" Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won't let you in You keep on crying but you know

When we're crashing, let's have passion Boy, you've got my heart on overdrive I can't stop this feeling baby Only you can make me come alive Overdrive, overdrive Take a moment for yourself Get close with the lights down low You and I and no one else I

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

They both pick up speed when you Try to stop 'em You could waste your breath You could scream and cuss 'em I had a broken heart and a broken heel And a break down when those big old wheels Left with him and left me in a cloud of deep old dust She was