You know I love you I need your soul So happy I just want to let everybody know But in the mean time let me say what's on my mind Baby I think we've got something special Girl you and me together will take over the world That I think we've got something

What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? So you say I'm complicated That I must be outta my mind But you had me underrated Rated, rated (Are you ready? Ha) It's time for me to take it I'm the boss right now

Why should I I'm a mother fucking wrecking I'm a mother fucking wrecking ball Always be the one to back away Have to be the one to not say what's on my mind Sick of all the bullshit Sliced up, shot down Everybody bows down Kill em all, let em fall

What's going on in my mind When we're driving And you roll another one And when I need the fire You're always my lighter I see a light coming towards me Moving slowly, but coming quickly At the same time, I think it represents You say you can go faster,

I drank too much cheap wine Drinking about you 'Cause I want you to know that I'm drinking about you Gonna spill this heart of mine Spill this heart of mine Gonna say what's on my mind Say what's on my mind 'Cause I want you to know that im drinking

Wouldn't it be great I want to be Consequence free If no one ever got offended To say what's really on your mind I've always said That all the rules are made for bending And if I let my hair down

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

Bagpipes from Baghdad When will it ever cease, for Pete's sakes he's crazy, to say the least What's going through my mind half the time, when I rhyme, while blowing on my Somebody turn the vacancy sign on, 'cause I'm gone, blowing on my I run the streets

I'm a criminal! 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime To tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal! I don't gotta say a word I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one

I'm gonna try I'm gonna try! Should I? I'm gonna die It's so predictable I can in every way, mistake the pain I feel inside It comes at me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say, that I can't speak what's on my mind It runs away I