That's just like you to tell me I've nothing to fear Now it's easy for me to see It couldn't be that easy It'd have to be much harder You baby were like the sky You held me up to let me fly I am a broken house I'm holding on to broken vows

I've gotta get it right the first time I can't afford to let it pass Gonna have to make the first time last That's the main thing La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (Repeat) I don't believe in first impressions For just this once I hope that looks don't

I watch them all pass by The moon & the stars Let me hold you in my arms, forever more These cold nights, the park is ours Standing, by the side Let you go, oh to the sea, just for me Don't let me lose my life Keep holding on Let the modest go

Dem-dem-dem-dem dem-dem Dem-dem-dem-dem I, I, I, I-I, I-I, I (okay) I'm still fly, just bagged a white guy (okay) Ritchie like guy and I still eat Thai Want the Nicki cheat code? Come on, bitch, nice try Let's be real, all you bitches wanna look like me

And just breathe and believe It will be alright I just want you to come back home But tonight for tonight Just let it be Well I don't need you to be my stepping stone I don't need you to be my stepping stone Does it really even matter I got you letter on

I'm holding on to pieces of us Wait, wait, wait Don't leave me That I just can't let go I know this is a desperate kind of love But it feels like it's home 'Cause I just can't let go Where you going? (Where you going?)

Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane

All you had to do was stay (Hey hey hey) Had me in the palm of your hand Then, why'd you had to go and lock me out when I let you in Stay, hey, now you say you want it Back now that it's just too late Well could've been easy Stay, hey, all you had to do

I just wanna look good for you, good for you Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you Make you never wanna leave Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up

Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Is it coming? I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still Am I coming out of left field? Let me kick it like it's 1986, now We could fight