What's owed will be repaid Has come to wash our shame away To erase the image of defeat Have licked our wounds, restored our strength And our vengeance will be oh so sweet They thought they had us down That we'd never rise again

Without a friend like you Dude, I love you, bro, I love you W-w-w-w-what would I do? Man, I love you You are my favorite, I'm not ashamed to admit Cause I do, dude, I do You're my homie, no one knows me like you know me What would I do without a friend

You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame Guilty all the same Tell us all again Show us all again What you think we should be What the answers are

I was born, born to love you So don't lie I was born in the city all my friends are here Bust through the door said what's your name Looking for somebody and you match the shame Now don't lie You've seen me television and you know what's up The world's

Shame on me, shame on you, shame on them, shame on us Shame on me Shame on you Shame on them Shame on us I say what the fuss So what the fuss If I'm caught at a dance party without my dancin' shoes And everybody dances on my bare feet

I try to make it stop Hard work don't stop When you know what you got Sacrifice ain't that hard Feel like depending on me Sometimes we ain't meant to be free And I know that we have asked for change Don't be scared to put the fears to shame Don't feel,

I'll always be there for you, girl I have no shame Say it louder, say it louder I don't wanna hurt you but you live for the pain I'm not tryna say it but it's what you became You want me to fix you but it's never enough That's why you always call me

The whole world It's a world wide suicide It's the same every day It's a shame to awake in a world of pain What does it mean when And the wave won't break Tell you to pray while

Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make

And I don't even know his last name My momma would be so ashamed It started off "hey cutie, where you from?" And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?" And I don't even know my last name Last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that