But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over, Find a way to make the hurt go away, I'm never gonna watch you checkin' out of this place I'm not gonna lose you 'Cause the passion and the pain Are gonna keep you alive someday Everyone you know, is tryna

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces Now that we're lonely, now that there's nowhere to go We lost faith, in the arms of love Where you been hiding lately Where you been hiding from the news? Because we've been fighting lately We've been

We were getting high Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball In a champagne

Water, water Teardrops are falling like rain Still hear you calling my name I’ll see your light In the water for all my life Can’t go back Can’t fight this ‘Daughter, daughter Snowfall on the treetops

Eso no curara tu herida Por ti y por el bebe El te abandono y te angustia No es fácil y lo se Se que es difícil ser mujer Ya no llores mas mi vida Fuerte tienes que ser Ya no te eches mas la culpa Dulce, Ella se Llama dulce

For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick Talking shit, he better lay low For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better lay low For the niggas who be claiming my hood And really ain't from my gang,

smooth operator, No need to ask. smooth operator. Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male. Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale. Diamond life, lover boy. We move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy. City lights and business

Late for the hanging, yes he's headed for the moon And hang 'em high He comes from nowhere and he turns on his own Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead

I'm going through changes, I'm going through changes (Don't know what I'm going through, Lately, I really Feel like I'm, rollin' for delph like Philly Feel like I'm losin' control of myself I sincerely, apologize if all that I sound like Is I'm