Wearing your clothes Never thought we'd have a last kiss Never imagined we'd end like this Your name, forever the name on my lips All that I know is that I don't know how to be something you miss Forever the name on my lips I still remember the look on

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name Your memory is never passing

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name Your memory is never passing

This is the last song (This is the last song) That I will dedicate to you This is the last song You're pushing I made my peace I will never name again

Throw your suitcase in the back Done gassed up the Pontiac Blastin' out to Johnny Cash Headin' for the highway Baby, we ain't ever comin' back What ya got? Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll Screw you, man

Tryna pose a threat, go at your mommy It's okay, 'kay (Okay) Just in case a nigga try to play, play, play It's okay, 'kay (Wheezy, Pluto) Yeah, baby ain't play, play Last name Hndrxx whatever I do (Wheezy outta here) Woo, everything we do, we goin' dummy

I don't know if it felt like I wanted you here, the way that I wanted you last time We're not on the same page, you don't even know me Cause you never took the time Someday, when I'm older And they never know my name Somehow, if I'm honest I can never

She got a rock I'm gettin' stoned Here's to happy ever after And here's to balls and chains And here's to all us haters Of old lovers new last names And here's to holdin' up And gettin' right where I belong Read it in the paper

You're just the last of the real ones (You're just the last of the real ones) 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a

(In my hood) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane Five heartbeats left My homie off of Eddie Road He thinks he a damn chef Everybody schemed out Don’t nobody wanna work I was with him last week Now I got his name on my damn shirt (in my hood)