And through this all It's all for you The seasons come and go Another night another show I step into the lights Knowing we will be alright Even when I'm far You know I'm always there with you

Then it's just a sad song that's too sad to sing I don't know how to write you a song That says, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong I can't find the words that don't make it cheap It's right on the verge and just out of reach It must be a sad song with a blue

From the unknown I ran away, I don't think I'm coming back home Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Like a crawlspace, it's a dark place I roam Ain't no right way, just the wrong way I know I problem solve with Styrofoam My world revolves around a black hole

It'll be alright "I know you love her, but it's over, mate It doesn't matter, put the phone away It's never easy to walk away, let her go And my friend said It'll be okay It's gonna hurt for a bit of time So bottoms up, let's forget tonight You'll find

Maybe I, could have loved you Maybe I, could have shown That I still do care about you More than you could know Don't say it's too late to try To make it right You say you'll know when you really find the one But it's hard to tell with the damage that's

When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed We've got to learn to swallow our pride It's hard just to let things ride Maybe one day things will change As of right now, let me show you something You know a nigga, I be tryin' to chill But now

Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong This spot in hell's where I belong I've come so far, it's been so long Don't know why it started or where it came from Dust begins to fall to the ground (And you sit there and do nothing) The air is cold and

I know it's gonna be a good night I think I just met my wife I can't think when you're looking like that Can't breathe when you're moving like that But everything's gonna be alright I think I just met my wife (yeah, I said it) I don't know if I can say

But don't think twice, it's all right Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe Ifin' you don't know by now An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It'll never do some how When your rooster crows at the break a dawn Look out your window

One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, oops Up and down, I think (On repeat, give me a count) The stuff that they know The one on the right and then turn it up while I'm counting One, four, five, six, seven, eight It's too loud