Making pies To TableTalk I used to mind Now I don't care It's not far Down the block Close my eyes Make the pies all day

Oh please have, have mercy Have mercy on me, you’re breaking my heart Have mercy on me, I’m falling apart Got your made up mind And I just don’t know how we got So wrong, for so long Have mercy on me, mercy my heart Somehow I can’t let go But I know I’ve

Tell me how you like it Tell me how you like it (tell me how you like it) You know I wanna try it (know I wanna try it) Baby if you don't mind it (if you don't mind it) We can kick it down in four and you can drive Pretty girl you can ride it We can all

Wait for love, wait for love And I got someone on my mind And she don't make me wait the way you do And I'll wait for love And I'll wait for love She don't make me wait the way you do But time oh she loves me all the time Wait for love, wait for love,

I got the keys to Heaven now Baes all around and they got my mind spinning Blow that smoke and let me love that fire I don't need no memories They be smokin' now I'm floating higher So good, so good for me This madness so good for me This madness so good

In case you didn't know That I could live this life without you Even though I don't tell you all the time You had my heart a long, long time ago I can't count the times I almost said what's on my mind Just the other day I wrote down all the things I'd say

Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known and now he's blown it Upside down and hell's the only sound, we did an awful job Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill-at-ease Everything is on fire Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame Children

I just wanna know what's on your mind I used to say I wanna die before I'm old But because of you I might think twice I need to know That when I fail you'll still be here 'Cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds And we'll make money

Do you think I bow out cause I think you're right? Or cause I don't want to fight? We wake up different, rifle through our dreams another placid day, ripples at the seams So tangle-minded then so becalmed it's all so Subway-grim and then it's gone Or

You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Are you ready?! There's a place inside my mind, a place I like to hide Another place I find to escape the pain