Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It's not confidential I've got potential Rushing, rushing around Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this I said heaven ain't close in a place like this Bring it back down, bring it

Yeah, she's a beyond beautiful Fool that you be stuck with Yeah, it's all about me and you Believe it or not this love that we got You gave up the love you got and a that is that She loves me now she loves you not And that's a where it's at Just when you

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Behold this Proud Crestfallen Parade Dead Bodies towered up like this dividing Rampart The Hopes of yesterday forgotten and interred Burnt to the Ground Lacerate my Neverland belauded My Otherworld elapsed My silver Lining Another false Dawn collapsed

Often, often, girl I do this often Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah Make that pussy pop and do it how I want it Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah Asked how many times she rode the wave, "Not so often" Bitches down to do it either

This time, please someone come and rescue me 'Cause you on my mind, it's got me losing it It's not healthy for me to feel this S.O.S., please someone help me Y.O.U. are making this hard I'm lost, you got me lookin' for the rest of me Love is testing me,

Killers never hurt feelings There's nothing wrong with me There's something wrong with you There's something wrong with me I hope your stepson doesn't eat the fish When we're crying for our next fix Gonorrhea Gorgonzola Single files of clean feedings

Flame thrower You're on the run from the stun of the flame thrower Look to the sky and face the sun You better try to race against the gun Nothing to rival This heavy load Pray for survival End of the road Don't you believe you stand a chance in hell

Yeah, last year was not practise year Let's get more number 1's and more plaques this year I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year I might even try goin' back to mass this year Yeah, told bro that I ain't jokin' this year Told wifey I

I know too well that it had to be Stop this world, let me off There's just too many pigs in the same trough There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence Stop this world, it's not making sense Stop this show, hold the phone Better days this girl has