Can we talk talk talk After the music dies Can we talk, can we talk, can we talk, can we talk? When we're back at mine Under faded lights? Looking in the mirror I get confused Putting labels on things makes them complicated Don't think

This scene I'm on is for actors and actresses Bitches comin' in disorderly fashion I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze Cameras gon' flash when you're the main attraction Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards Had to get this shit the hard

If you don't like it Then try it Out here looking for the good life I'll believe it when I see it Tongue in my cheek and your back in my knife I keep pushing through, my eyes right on you Everyone says you should get away, fast as you can But I know

What up kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid When the cops came you should of slid to my crib Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you know you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you? Told

I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have to go Looking back on when I Was a little nappy headed boy Then my only worry Was for Christmas what would be my toy Even though we sometimes Would not get a thing We were happy

I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have to go Looking back on when I Was a little nappy headed boy Then my only worry Was for Christmas what would be my toy Even though we sometimes Would not get a thing We were happy

Hanging out when it's past time to go Though everyone tried to ignore us We'd scared them all off by the chorus There you stood looking proud What was left of the crowd at our show And I was twenty-two backwoods years old You were singing that night by

What could have been? Still remember my first lick When I really got paid Won't' forget it like that girl who got away She looking back right now like, "Damn, what could have been?" See me winnin', now she thinking "What could have been?" What if we

Make my way back home Looking for a sign of life Looking for something help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying I'm looking to the sky to save me When I learn to fly (high) When I learn to fly Fly along

How it was when we were just kids Looking back On the past Yeah those were the days we thought we'd never lose But that's what memories are made of And we missed Wasn’t much but it's we had Cheap boat six pack of something light