I can't get much higher Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Use that fire, ignite it Use that fire, ignite it, I can't get

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you I know the end before The story's been told

Oh, the mystery Of what we wished we knew There's so much more that I could have That I could give We disappear from our thoughts and sounds Our features, abrasive So many things we overlook Is there something that we don't know? That over time

And you can't see which way the river flows Gathered for this mess Abandon all that you know You say that you're not blind The engines start to seize The walls begin to close The betrayal that you see Yet you can't see which way the river flows The end,

You got some kind You got some kind of love Can't do this alone We need you at home There's so much to see We know that you're strong You got the will of a wild A wild bird You got the faith of a child

I'm so fancy Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blow That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y

You spend your lonely days lookin' for someone I just want to be the one that makes your river run I know it ain't so fun bein all alone And I know you wonder when you'll find yourself a home You ain't foolin' no one baby

Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop

The male Maleficent You don't know who you're messing with I ran for president 'Cause our country's in a deficit My only testament is that we keep it so surreal I'd kill myself to resurrect Kill myself to resurrect 'ey (And in the end, this may be the

Aim for your sweet spot I know you'd rather be scared of I know you'd rather just disappear Now that I'm here I know you'd rather Take me up with you Ready or not, loaded heart with a dagger Ready or not It's up for discussion, up for reprise