So don't give up, it's just young lovers' romance I'm not discardin' you like broken glass There are no winners when the die is cast There's only tears when it's the final task We fall down like dogs playin' dead Well, our love's not worth playin'

She wears a frown and dressing gown When she lays down And she lays down on her bedroom floor The chemicals that make her laugh Don't seem to be working anymore She tries her best, but it hurts her chest And even though her sun is gone She lights like a

I smashed the stripper in the hotel with my chains on I'm playin' with her kitty with my VVS rings on Shawty savin' hoes, told that boy put his cape on My partna down the road, I'm talkin' to him on Tango I put that bitch in a Porsche I bought that bitch

What you doin'? Hold on let me turn down the music I can't hear you. Come on man, who's this? What you got on? Ha-ha, come on stop playin'. I ain't got on shit.

Heal me, ah Lay me down, lay me down now Gonna heal me Oh, before it's too late Won’t you steal me? Steal me all the way from myself Won't you heal me? Lay me down, touch my spirit, oh

I'm a Brooklyn baby He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair They say I'm too young to love you Well, my boyfriend's in the band I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything

We have all heard what we wanted to hear Truth that sounds right to our ears But what wisdom is there within us To live based on the feeling of our hearts How many times has instinct let us down Never to be thought through, never to be questioned Say

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Leave our excellent souls I set a fire just to see what it kills And the rain's coming down Head for the coast Everything goes All our lonely kicks are getting harder to find We'll play nuns versus priests until somebody cries All our lonely kicks that