I won't show my face here anymore But even if we won't admit it to ourselves We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else These streets are yours, you can keep them All that's left behind I don't want them They pull me back, and I surrender To

If I send you roses for no reason at all If, out of the blue, I stop and give you a call Once in a while, it's breakfast in bed And then pull the covers back up over our heads If I call in sick just to stay home with you I want you to know why I do what

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor Pull up, nigga creeping Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (bitch) Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off,

Bitches getting loose Real shit, I ain't never been a liar Money buy the power, I could buy all the real shit I ain't never been a liar Walk up to yo bitch, told 'er I'd buy 'er Nigga talk shit, I pull out the fire Loose off the goose, goose Turn up,

So crazy in this thing we call love And now that we've got it we just can't give up Got me out here in the water, and I And I need your love Pull me up (pull me up) I can't swim on my own It's too much (it's too much) My lifesaver It feels like we've

'Cause it reminds me how it all went wrong So I take off my face And I pull out my tongue And I cough up my lungs 'Cause they remind me how it all went wrong But I leave in my heart 'Cause I don't want to stay in the dark I am sorry this is always how it

I ain't got no business catchin' feelings I don't wanna wake up Who you pullin' up on? 'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway Catchin' feelings Catchin' fee-fee-fee-fee Wasted times I spent with someone else She wasn't even half of you

I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right You and me, we'll go motorbike ridin' in the sun And the wind and the rain I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank

Everybody's gonna move their feet Everybody's gonna leave their seat I feel uptight on a Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do

But you don't know how to love me when you're sober You don't know how to love me when you're sober When the bottle's done you pull me closer And you're saying all the things that you're supposed to Up in the clouds Yeah, you know how to make me want you