I like me better when I'm with you I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time, 'cause I like me better when, I like me better when I'm with you Stay awhile, stay awhile Stay here with me To be young and in love in New York City To not know who

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I know I left you speechless I'll be better to you I'll do everything different I'll be somebody different But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

You are the flower for my rain, you are the flower for my rain You never lose a minute, if in it there is love And "old man time" always pulls you through It's better not to depend on the morning dew For the rose you plant in your bed tends to you, hard

She only gets stoned when you ain't home And I know bro code and I ain't breakin' it But bro, you got yourself a situation, bro You better get your girl home, boy You better take yourself home, boy You better tell her you love her, you need her 'Cause if

Who's gonna love you better? And I know you do, I do it too Who's gonna be me now? Can she live with your flaws Why do you think we think we know what would happen? Felt it a hundred times We got the perfect eyes, eh eh What if she asked would you tell

You said 'hello', I loved you so, I want you to know, I had to let go, I'm falling in love again. I just gotta believe there's something better. I just gotta believe there's something more than you and me. I've just gotta believe, I've just gotta

Oh baby, don't you want a man like me I can love you baby Better than your used to be Oh baby, don't you need a man like me Better than any man in town

Mary, Jane, Holland (whoh-who) I think that I could be fine If I could be Mary Jane Holland tonight I think we'd have a good time If you'd meet me and Mary Jane in Holland tonight 'Cause I love, love, 'cause I love, love You better than, you better than

'Cause words ain't good enough, ow Better than words I don't know how else to sum it up It's better than words There's no way I can explain your love, no I can't explain your love, no You make me wanna More than a feeling

To all my thugs who puffed him You love him, yell his name I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Representin' Bucktown MAC 11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Face down, you know the routine, the