What's with all these niggas and they feelings, man? All of this and I'm still the man Thought of this when I was just a fan But all this money wasn't in the plan Now it's all about them Benjamins Ballin' hard and you in the stands All this money I'm a

Hold onto hope if you got it Don't let it go for nobody And they say that dreaming is free But I wouldn't care what it cost me Man, you really know how to get someone down Everything was fine, until you came around And I've been chasing after dreamers in

To even the toughest among us That would be too much Coming from where he did He was turned away from every door like Joseph He didn´t know what it was to be black ´Til they gave him his change But didn´t want to touch his hand Isn´t it just enough How

I know it's hard now for you to see You can't change how it was or how it's gonna be I'm what she wants, you're just what she needs And yet she still loves me, she still loves me Where is her sweater? It’s not in her car Is not at her friend’s house,

The feelings I once felt are now dead and gone I've waited here for you for so very long I’ve waited here for you, so long Erase what was Stillborn, I have become Just a shell of a man Stillborn, this I understand

Even when I fall will you still believe Even when I'm lost will you still believe (will you save me) So much that I've done wrong it's an open book I've done much more than my fair share of damage What once was hidden now is crystal clear. Transformation

What was that sound ringing around your brain? You're the outcast, you're the underclass But you don't care, because you're living fast You're the uninvited guest who stays 'till the end I know you've got a problem that the devil sends You think they're

I'm lifting you up I'm letting you down I'm dancing till dawn I'm fooling around I'm not giving up I'm making your love This city's made us crazy and we must get out Forgot what I was looking for Try to guide me in the right direction

Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor Lived on a cul-de-sac 'til my parents divorced I drove a hand-me-down

When it was good it was bittersweet honey You made me sad 'til I loved the shade of blue I know you don't want to talk to me So this is what I will do Maybe you're listening So here's one last song for you I'm sending a message to you And I'm hoping that