Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it I had to get down with that chrome

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,

I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin' Wassup, in your world? I got a brand new man and a brand new place Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space I'm alright, and Imma play it cool I can't cook, but I made a plate for you You wanted

We both know I could learn a thing or two And after all, it's just another day About behaving, but I love you Yeah man, play that New York drum, Homer Show 'em how we do it! Just another way to prove I love you and it's hard today I'll lay back in my

Hallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major

It's coming down for me this way And comfort you and feel this It's coming from a heated place This place that means it's all there Just hold my waist I play the part of my favorite play I feel the audio and all its waves Nobody loves a hidden face So

Well, damn these dreams The first time it felt like fallin' in love Playin' my heart just like a guitar string Chasin' that same old whiskey melody It's hard to look true love in the eye and leave I remember hearin' Hank on the radio I bought a cassette,

Up all night It's a crime How you're reeling me in with the games you play Then you hang me out to dry All the things that you said to me yesterday Playing over in my mind Well I get the thrill run down my spine When I see you hitting me up Feeling so

Say it's not true It's hard to believe The harder we play The faster we fall When we think that we know it all We know nothing at all The letter arrives Like a bolt from the blue So what's left of your lives

It's all that I play In all the wrong places I'm on my own again Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day, it's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder)