Tell me why I'm waiting I don’t give a fuck 'bout Tell me why I'm waiting, waiting Tell my why I'm waiting for so long Tell my why you’re waiting for so long Tell, tell, tell, yuh (yuh) Yuh, watch you back up Know you’re scared to love again Every time

I wanna be your Joe Let me be your Joe I just wanna love you And watch our babies grow I may not be no millionaire But I want you to know Let me be your Joe Joe works at the steel mill Works damn near every day

Catch a body like Charles Manson, huh, watch them all panic I just grind and do the damage, huh, my bitch Atlantic Fuck her good, make me a sandwich, huh, now she romantic Where you at when we was broke? You didn't trap with us Nigga asked why he got

Peanut butter sandwich eatin' Watching the world go by Where I've done some beer crackin' Crying, praying, laughin' We can leave our cut offs and our cares Who knows what can happen I do all my dreamin' there I do my barber sinking Just talking to the

When I know that any minute you'll be back to me Back, back, back to me Back, back, back, back, back, back, back to me Love to watch you try and turn your back to me Love to watch you try to turn your back to me While you listen, while you listen While

And all of the nights and all of the days Yeah we’re watching them fading away And oh what a life when you’re rolling the dice When I’m gambling all of the time And oh oh oh oh oh I’m leaving now Sweet escape I just need you now Cold light wakes me in

But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over, Find a way to make the hurt go away, I'm never gonna watch you checkin' out of this place I'm not gonna lose you 'Cause the passion and the pain Are gonna keep you alive someday Everyone you know, is tryna

Private eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know

(I'm a slacker) - never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) - smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) - go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin you know (I'm a slacker) - everytime I take a look around (I'm a

Um ba ba be It's the terror of knowing Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pressure on people people on streets This is our last dance Under pressure Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de