Just like the cigarettes hurt I guess I'm never gonna learn Just like the whiskey burns, whoa wohoa I am rock and roll, living a life we can only dream of They said that self destruction I stopped below and for along My only home is the bottom of the

I forgot to love you, love you, love you Is it too late to turn around? I'm already halfway out of town Now I know how I let you down Oh, I finally figured it out If I came back now would you still be there? If I come around would you even care? It's

Blue gardenia I lived for an hour Love bloomed like a flower Thrown to a passing breeze But pressed in my book Of memories Now I'm alone with you And I am oh, so blue He has tossed us aside

You know how froze that is Look at my neck, damn Look at my fist oh yeah I'm a rockstar smash my guitar Diamonds on my fist and on my arms Meek and I don't dress the same, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pinky ring watch me flex on y'all I get it now,

I want to talk about me Want to talk about I Want to talk about number one Oh my me my What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see I like talking about you, you, you, you usually, but occasionally That's right We talk about your work

When I feel the hidden power that lies inside your sound Like the ghost inside the atom that spins it round and round That conjures up that feeling of the sun inside the rain Oh no, you've gone again I feel like Daniel in the lion's den Stone cold in the

Is that too much, yeah Is that too much, oh yeah Am I asking for too much? I won't stop 'til I get back what's mine I know I fucked up one too many times Baby sometimes I feel so naive Thinking you would come back to me Say I fucked up, I'd have to agree

Are you gonna stay the night Doesn't mean we're bound for life So oh oh oh, are you gonna stay the night I know that we were made to break so what? I don't mind You kill the lights, I'll draw the blinds Don't dull the sparkle in your eyes Oh oh oh oh,

Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now? Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do? Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now? Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do? Mama, mama, dem hold papa Seh dem charge him for smoke ganja If me never jump two fence, dem

I only take up a little of the collapsing space I better cut this off Don’t wanna fuck it up Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back Walk it back, walk it back I’m always checking out Forget it, nothing I change changes anything I won't let in I won't