Your time will come if you wait for it, if you wait for it It's hard, believe me I've tried I'm sorry, mother I'm sorry, I let you down Well, these days I'm fine No these days I tend to lie I'll take the West train, just by the side of Amsterdam Just by

Who do you love? Well, I don't know I don't wanna talk about it (let's talk about it) You sit around in the strangest place (Heaven must be weary) Heaven must be weary

So let me go, go Just let me go, go I'm just a bastard child, don't let it go to your head I'm just a waste of your time, maybe I'm better off dead They turn us loose in the night, a fucking Jekyll and Hyde We'll have the time of our lives although we're

I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful You with the sad eyes Don't be discouraged, Oh I realize It's hard to take courage

For this life, I cannot change Hidden Hills, deep off in the main M&M's, sweet like candy cane Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (pop it, pop it) Drop the top, pop it, let it bang (Pop it, pop it) Murda on the beat so it's not nice Drop the top, play

Your heart don't stand a chance Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl? Arms, legs slapped around you Arms, legs keep grabbing It feels like it's been far too long Ooh, champagne foreign dime Ooh, champagne let it fall down Ooh, champagne,

Behind a mask (so we hide, so we hide) Open your eyes, let us see the void inside Open your eyes, let us see A grieving widow's pose, she stands with head held high Never to re-marry, never gonna' try 'Cause that would end the symphony of sadness that we

I feel like I've been living in A city with no children in it A garden left for ruin by a millionaire inside Of a private prison The summer that I broke my arm I waited for your letter I have no feeling for you now Now that I know you better I wish that

We ain't gon' last baby Yeah somethin' tells me Oh yeah, oh yeah Let's make it work Yo' intuition has been tellin' you Things that you never knew (never knew) Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals But still I keep it professional

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun