For you and I What a time, what a time, what a time I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark And we stayed up for hours You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever Even though I know it's not so distant Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce

Bringing me down Making my heart feel sore Because it's good Dark shines So be mine and your innocence I will consume Passing by you light up my darkest skies You'll take only seconds to draw me in Hold your hands up to your eyes again Hide from the

Can't you see, ya all I wear my socks up to my knees They still make a motel out of me They come when hot and muggy They won't eat you alive, Hear me beg ya all It's so unfair, can't you see Leave me alone little chiggers Can't you see, oh

(We're higher than a motherfucker) Star ships were meant to fly Hands up and touch the sky Let's do this one more time Can't stop 'cause we’re so high Get on the floor, floor Like it's your last chance If you want more, more Then here I am

Give it up fast, quick and not slow Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit QBC, nigga grab your click Got out the airport the Mobb pick me up in the truck Jury junkie like fuck I ain't scared to get

Won’t you open up your eyes? It’s just a matter of time 'til you find Why, why you gotta be so blind? He’s no good, girl No good for you Hey, good girl Hey good girl You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go, go, go With your head in the

When you knocked upon my door Down by the highway side Early this morning Early this morning, ooh And I said "hello Satan I believe it's time to go" Me and the Devil Was walkin' side-by-side Me and the Devil, ooh

You are rock and roll You and I are rock and roll Came here looking for American soul It's not a place Look around, look around Blessed are the bullies For one day they will have to stand up to themselves Blessed are the liars For the truth can be awkward

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Gonna grab the yellow pages To dress me up and make me look like someone else instead It's time for my rehearsal, the ultimate reversal You see, I've got a plan I'm coming back as a man Find a Davinci of the threads I live on the edge And something has