It’s too late in the day Too late in the day To take you on All the rides Call me out Only makes me Stronger yet To turn it around

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

I've taken time to think and I Don't think it's fair for us to Turn around and say goodbye Finally found the words to say But I can't tell you If you turn around and run away, run away Did you get my message, did it send I have this feeling when I

To find the truth we must turn around We are lost but keep moving forward We're born helpless But guided by humanity What was compassion? Soon controls the way we think Familiarity has left me desensitized And inanity keeps deception disguised History

But if I know me, I'll turn this car around. I won't get halfway through town, and I'll be sorry. I'll stop and call, and you'll say you're sorry too, And I'll come runnin' back to you, if I know me. We both said some things I know we never meant, And

It's never too late Maybe we'll turn it all around 'Cause it's not too late Even if I say It'll be alright Still I hear you say You want to end your life Now and again we try To just stay alive

Let's have a good day So what do you say Yeah, Colton, he turned eight years old, three very short long weeks ago And just how long he'll be around, the doctors, they don't even know A Nerf ball, football, in the yard, daddy throws it easy 'cause

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper? They want the deeds to my fruit of labor Every time I turn around Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown Ten million was the last check Devil wanna deal a nigga death or debt They want to own every thing I own

Do have to let it linger? You know I'm such a fool for you You've got me wrapped around your finger Do you have to, do you have to Do you have to let it linger? But I'm in so deep If you, if you could return Don't let it burn Don't let it fade

Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumblin' around like a wasted zombie Yeah, we think we're free Drink, this one's on me We're all chained to the rhythm So comfortable, we're livin' in a bubble, bubble So comfortable,