And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I was a child my family would travel Down to

How to party, yeah, we know how to party Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party When I'm with my clique, we know how to party I got a few girls on the way,

To tell you I'm sorry For everything that I've done But when I call you never Seem to be home For breaking your heart But it don't matter, it clearly Doesn't tear you apart anymore Oh, anymore I must've called a thousand times (thousand times)

That for worse or for better we're better together Please just come back home No don't say that you're sorry And I won't say I told you so Oh can't you see You said you needed your space I wasn't where you wanted to be I didn't stand in your way

I've got to ride that lonesome train My heart is heavy with aches and pain But someday, someday baby, after awhile you'll be sorry Everyday my clouds are gray Winds change, it'll roll all my clouds away But someday, someday after awhile you'll be sorry

I'm going solo lo lo lo lo lo 이건 아무 감동 없는 love story (oh oh oh) 어떤 설렘도 어떤 의미도 (oh oh oh) 네겐 미안하지만 I'm not sorry (oh oh oh) 새침한 척 이젠 지쳐 나

I'm sorry oh , I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no And I've, been abused, I feel so used, because of you And I've, lost it all, fell today, it's all the same I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I loved you, you made me, hate me You gave me hate, see? It saved me and

Slumped up, slumped up try not to get fucked up Slumped up, back up, 'fore you get your head bust (Scum Gang!) Pharaoh Vice Got this FN on my body, if you feeling froggy Got my gang right beside me, ready to catch a homi- If you run up bitch I'm sorry,

I was 17 years old when I had you (When I had you) Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you) I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you) Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you) Jordan, sorry I wasn't there for all your

Dear, oh dear, what a sorry state we're in. This time there's nowhere to hide. We're facing the firing squad side by side. 1986. This is full relapse. They said the ocean's on fire. Say it isn't true. Say it isn't true. The truth never hurt so much. Can