But nobody who wants to go And I'm stuck sitting in the front row I'm singing along like there's no tomorrow She's got tickets to her own show La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la It's easy to forget when you show up at my door But your perfect

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

Lay back and suffer now I get tired of the heart attacks Every time it rains Put myself on the waiting list And get it all cleared up You're the one with the attitude Don't try and make me out To be the root of the evil and A whole lot other stuff

(Why has it been so long? Why has it been so long?) Girl you know we got thangs to do Why has it been so long? Why has it been so long? Come thru girl you deserve rounds tonight So get your ass in that car and come thru Know ya, know ya got that thang

Know a nigga gotta talk my shit I ain't think twice, I paid that price and we did this, nigga Look, reached every goal I actually set I had to sit back down and rearrange that list, nigga Look, and now I'm out here gettin' rich You know a nigga gotta

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye old friend How the sky turns to fire Against the telephone wire And even I'm getting tired of useless desires Say goodbye to the old street that never cared much for you anyway And the different colored doorways you thought

All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

Can't be getting mad what, you mad? Can't handle that Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy What if I, had a thing on the side Made you cry? Would the rules change up or would they still apply? If I played you like a toy Wish we could switch up the

Cause I (want you) I'ma go head to ride with you My baby when I get you get you get you get you Smoking lokin' poking the deja till I'm idle with you Now baby when I'm riding here I'm riding dirty Registration is out of service Smoking lokin' drinking

How can I get back to you? But being left is harder, yes it's true But try coming back How do I get back to you, to you, to you? Let me get back to you ’Cause leavin' is the hardest thing to do Leavin' is the hardest thing to do Believe me, I could live