Should I go back should I go back should I I feel alone and tired I hope I won't forget you This time I don't want to Last night it came as a picture With a good reason, a warning sign This place is void of all passion If you can imagine it's easy if you

It’s a fragile thing, this life we lead, If I think too much, I can’t get over When by the grace, by which we live Our lives with death over our shoulders Want you to know, that should I go, I always loved you, held you high above too Hear the sirens,

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (What you want) I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it Miss me with that bullshit (Bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (A tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (The purist) I made a hundred

'Cause I keep keep seein' the signs you want me to stay Don't get your feelings broken for nothin' Maybe I'm leavin' Leavin' here with nothin' I might regret that I can't be your man (I been hurt before, don't wanna hurt no more) I better slow down

I just wanna be in Come on over and mend my heart I didn't want to be here I didn't want to be here without you Want to be here Be in the light, light that surrounds you Every one of us got wanderlust You get me high, love But everyone of us, every one

Here's my keys, I want you to take 'em I think I'm gonna need you to get back home Hold on to my hat, I don't wanna lose it I couldn't stand for something else to be gone I'm sure you know the reason I'm here cryin' I think you'll understand why Tonight,

Don't want to talk about politics Don't preach or talk about politics Don't let me talk about politics Don't give a shit about politics You want to sleep with him to get to who you need to know Its in religion, sex, and everything we do and say I look

To shut out feeling lonely; I get out of my head Lost everything around me Not dealing with it well Why would you want to love somebody when love hurts in the end? To shut out being lonely; I get out of my head Living in a broken home alone 16 weeks

Said little bitch, you can't fuck with me If you wanted to These expensive, these is red bottoms These is bloody shoes Hit the store, I can get 'em both I don't wanna choose Look, I don't dance now I make money moves Say I don't gotta dance

Sometimes life gets fucked up (fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs So I'm gettin' high all week without you Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to Popping pills, thinking about you I wish I