Who do I feel sorry for? I see your pretty face, Smashed against the bathroom floor! What a disgrace! Smashed and raped! Not again. this is a real crime. What a pretty face. So, so loud Wait, but I don't realize.

Let down your guard And show me your colors Don't fight it anymore Show me you're with me Open your arms I'm not like the others So don't fight it anymore no What will it take for me to make you see? I'm not your enemy

How do you want to be remembered? Being rich? Yeah, yeah, uh Visions of seeing my self as some what different Reality got me feeling indifferent I'm lifting this weight of my shoulders But how older I get I reload the clip and sip on something I feel

The world is your oyster now Desperate Andy a-a-a-a And when he goes he goes with a smile, You can do as you want to do and get whatever you want to Re la la la la la la Re la la la la la la la la So go out and get high ma-na-na, ma-na-na

In the muddy water we’re falling In the muddy water we’re crawling Holds me down Hold me now Sold me out I will come to you blind What you’ll see is the worst me

Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy season Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy season 'Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin' Every time I go out everybody wanna show out I just see a girl in the mirror, told her "you the reason" I ain't worried 'bout shit,

To love somebody You don't know what it's like, baby You don't know what it's like The way I love you If I ain't got you, ain't got? There's a light A certain kind of light That never shone on me I want my life to be lived with you

I remember those songs on the radio The jasmine, the wind in your hair Summer and smoke, diamonds and dust Go where you will, do what you must The promise was made, your word was enough We had dreams, visions and plans Into the night, out of our hands

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

What am I to do with my life? (You will find it out don't worry) How am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected There must be another way Cause I believe in