You get my love You get my love, baby If there's only one thing about me that you can trust Don't let my mistakes take that away from us But you get my love, baby While you were sleepin', I decided to lay it out Every bad reason All of my pointless

The door's open wide Come in from out of the rain So you stare Call it despair, baby Don't you care I'm on the square about you Let's have a try It maybe that you're my guy

Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

For a long teenage goodbye Take me anywhere the wind blows No use crying, we're not thinking 'bout tomorrow We drug out those summer nights So let's go flying It was the start of the summer and the days were getting hotter, yeah 18 was just around the

There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil

You make me feel insane So I fall face down in a rut I can't seem to get out of Please wake me Please give me some of it back The feelings I had Lets get this party started! Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you It doesn't matter

Come a little closer baby I feel like layin' you down So come a little closer baby I feel like lettin' go I feel like strippin' it down On a bed of sweet surrender Where we can work it all out There ain't nothin' that love can't fix Girl it's right here

At the bottom of lake It's a hundred degrees a I can't breath And I won't get out 'til I figure it out Thought I'm weak like I can't believe So you tell me "trust me" I can trust you Just let me show you

So put them hands up higher Let's smash this party up This is the blast off It's time to blow this up So best you run for cover We about to hit self destruct Go all my people with me And none of us give a fuck

Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors Red bottoms only for the centerfolds Big bodies I got 10 of those Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls So I let the bitch hang out with me right You know word got around I was fucking this nigga