All that I have is what this promise means. You are the only thing that's left for me. And what might keep me falls to second place when I remember what you give for me. All that I have is all that you've given me. My heart was empty. Life was killing

This maybe the night that my dreams might let me know All the stars are closer, all the stars are closer, all the stars are closer Is it anything and everything you hoped for? Or do the feeling haunt you? I know the feeling haunt you Love, let's talk

You know we're just working on it We're working on it, working on it No leaderboard keeping score Long as you woke up this morning And see you're working on it It might be taking forever, but it's better than never Everybody got ugly, ugly I'm like, oh

Yea I do it for the stunt I just do it for the stunt Put a billboard in my city Riding Bentley's in your city I might fly your girl out with me I might go and blow like fifty It took me 10 years to talk like this... I was broke a year ago I worked for

Step to me, step to me motherfucker I don't remember asking you about your imperfections You might win one battle But know this, I'll win the fucking war! Strapped with rage, got no patience for victims Sick and tired of the whole fuckin' world Zip your

But I miss the way you lie Catch the sun, before it's gone Here it comes, up in smoke and gone Catch the sun, it never comes Cry in the sand, lost in the fire Every day it comes to this Catch the things you might have missed You say, get back to

But maybe not tonight. But baby not tonight. Echoes of another time Playing lightly on my mind There's many rivers still cross To temper bitterness and loss, Though what you say is true This might be it for me and you Maybe we can draw that line

Let it burn Gotta let it burn When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know gotta let it go 'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to Even though this might bruise you Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you

All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired