We still in chains You put the shame on us Now, now, now shame on us Running, and running and running and running Running, and running and running and running and To sum it up I had enough Light it on fire Man don't act like I made it up

The drive of shame On the big mistake, I made last night Excuse me while I take Now as the sun comes up It's shining a light I hit the gas and she hit the brakes What should it be? Kay, I got it

Missing person at the window I wonder where you are Staring at me Used to come around here every day Now you're breakin' Used to be the one that is not ashamed Now you shamin' Lost in all the wars we fought Never saw a road

And then you get up and get up and get up again Never run down Just keep telling yourself there's no shame They don't know 'bout who we are They don't know 'bout you and I They ain't know 'bout the stars of your eyes Oh hot blood love is gonna get ya

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

(You want a piece of me) I'm Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous I'm Mrs. she's too big now she's too thin You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me I'm Mrs. Oh my God that Britney's shameless! Don't matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to

Are you ready for the time of your life Let's, pretend, we're not at the end Pretend, that we have nothing left I know my uses I have my pride But my heart is still untamed I learned my lessons I've conquered death I go on and I'm unashamed

They gon' miss this plane (plane, plane) Don't know what they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper Well, maybe they'll love me more when I'm gone I don't wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame (Shame, shame) They gon' miss this plane I try to

Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

Without a friend like you Dude, I love you, bro, I love you W-w-w-w-what would I do? Man, I love you You are my favorite, I'm not ashamed to admit Cause I do, dude, I do You're my homie, no one knows me like you know me What would I do without a friend