Too much of a good thing won't be good for long Although you made my heart sing, to stay with you would be wrong Too much of a good thing won't be good anymore Watch where I tread before I fall I had a dream I was mugged outside your house I had a dream

Let, it will be Just let it be Won't you let it be? Oh let it be Now I can tell you About success, about fame Just watch me burn Oh let it be (Won't you let it be?) About the rise and the fall

I've figured out that joy is not in your arms I know I'll always ache with an empty heart I think it's time to run 'cos I'm seeing stars I'm seeing stars, watch me fall apart Anything we should know about your change? Stood in the rain and watched you go

Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with

Get inside their clothes with my green gloves Watch their videos in their chairs Get inside their beds with my green gloves Get inside their heads, love their loves Falling out of touch with all my Friends are somewhere, getting wasted Hope they're

Heaven, help me I'll watch it all from afar Oh, never leave me out I'll watch it all fall apart Help me, help me, help me, help me Just another brain on the campus I'm standing by the sidelines I'm standing by Just another man in the field

I, I could light it up for you We can light it up Acting like your favorite drug, raise a cup Like a stone you watch it fall And let it roll out over the fields You take your time and watch it crawl Like you're the big shot symphony But oh what would you

Could it last? Watch you work the room I'm a stitch away from making it And a scar away from falling apart, apart Blood cells pixelate and the eyes dilate And the full moon pills, got me out on the street at night Oh, put love on hold, Young Hollywood

Somebody?s watching you Pretty, pretty, pretty as a picture Witty, witty, witty as you can be Blind 'cause your eyes see only glitter Closed to the things that make you free Ever stop to think about a downfall Happens at the end of every line Just when

Wanna way out Ghetto walkin' (Ghetto walkin') Streets to find me (Streets to find me) Devil's watching (Devil's watching) They can't hold me down When I was young Nobody told me, don't fall for traps Good will hunt it Now I'm old, in this game