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

For every time you broke me One of me is wiser And there's a thousand faces of me And we're gonna rise up Well you're gonna face an army, army of me And were gonna rise up There's a thousand faces of me And I'm gonna rise up I've been standing where you

For the Personal Prayer Package I'm just thankful 18 years of suffering Gone just like that You've been suffering 18 years yourself You've been going through pure hell but it can be over just like that Well this is pastor Kerney Thomas and I literally

And we hide away, love the night away, And we run between the shadows and the light, Well we rifle through the night, Like riders on the run now, in the street-- Holding back the blinding light, 'cause a thousand eyes can be so indiscreet, We're children

We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well concealed In secret places (We don't fight fair) We do it in the dark Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion

You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends You remind me of a former love that I once knew And you carry a little speech with you We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street It's fine

We might as well be lovers on the sun Let's light it up, let's light it up Until our hearts catch fire And show the world, a burning light They've never shined so bright We're burning up We'll find a way, we'll find a way To keep the cold night From

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am

Oh, I'll be fine If my waistline grows, I'll be fine There's one thing I should be killing off and giving up now If one gray hair shows, I'll be fine Even if time takes its toll We'll stay young for the rest of our lives Sitting with you in a dark room

We'll throw anythang, throw anythang, throw anythang (Yeah) When I'm wit' you (Yeah!), it's expensive Liquor pitchers I'm tryin' when I'm wit' you Money's not a problem, got different dollars on me Me and Stunna ballin' (Yeah) Money's steady callin'