When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they

My babe, she gives me everything She gives me everything I need Moving up and down and from side to side With so many things to do I want to go again I want another ride This time should see it through We never realized as the years rolled by No we never

It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar

Somewhere down the road, you're gonna find a place It seems so far, but it never is You won't need to stay, but you might lose your strength Sometimes you may feel you're the only one Cause all the things you thought were safe, now they're gone But you

You in my freak dreams What the fuck right now? Would everybody start fuckin'? This that rap god shit nigga I rip every one of these motherfuckers down Aye, rah, rah, rah Close eyes, see things Fire up, tweaking

Listen girl you want me but he needs you Yet you're tellin' me that everything is cool Tryin' to convince me baby to do as you say Just go along and see things your way And keep it on the down low, nobody has to know We can keep it on the down low,

It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar

I see the world it's going 'round. Seems to me it's upside down. Looking for something to say. I feel a little different anyway. Yeah, yeah. Does it make much sense to you? Doin' all those things you do. Making sure that I'm alright? Yeah, I'm fine!

I've got rambling I've got rambling all on my mind Is to leave my baby 'Cause she treat me so unkind I'm going down to the station Catch that old first mail train, see I got mean things all on my mind I got the blues 'bout miss so and so And her son's

All these small things they gather round me Gather round me Has the world gone mad Or is it me? Is it all so very bad? I can’t see Gather around me All in my mind I walked down Mayflower Road again