Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On everything Hey, say pimp, This to everybody stretched out behind the wall,

Girl I’ve been unfaithful baby don’t you say It’s ok (Let it all out let the tears fall down) Did some things behind you baby don’t you say It’s ok(Any minute expecting for you to walk now) Why don’t you cry now, why don’t you cry now? 'Cause then I know

It's the singer not the song Who's not afraid to come on strong When there's magic in the music When it's comin' from the heart All the people sing along It's the man behind the music It's just another summer, You hear a different drummer You're looking

Everyone thinks that I have it all But it's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls There's no-one here at all, behind these castle walls

Turn your face towards the sun Let the shadows fall behind you Don't look back, just carry on And the shadows will never find you I've been burned I've been burned You've seen me lose control It's not worth it's not worth it's not worth Lost in the rock

We'll be coming back for you one day Standing in the light till it's over, out of our minds Someone had to draw a line I don't even care if I know you, out of our minds Sad to leave it all behind Are we ever gonna feel the same? And we all do it all

With a suitcase in my hand It had two lights on behind Well I followed her, to the station Yeah, I followed her to the station Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell When all your love's in vain When the train, come in the station I looked her in the

A backyard party We're just having a backyard party I feel like yeah Everyone's happy Finally it's the weekend All the hard work's behind me, yeah And I just invited all my friends I'm bout to throw something on the grill And get together and play some

Old lion's dying, got left behind Cut your teeth, lose your meat And man it's just a matter of time Key's to the cuffs, you might be king That's it, that's all, that's everything Skeletons come here to dance Where barrooms beat their brothers Into a

Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye Well you gassed her up Behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard You're looking for the heart of Saturday