Philosophize your figure What I have and haven't held You called and I came, stand tall through it all Fall and fixture just the same thing Say nothing of my fable, no What on earth is left to come? Who's agonized and gnawed through it all I'm underneath

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Every minute and every hour Every stumble and each misfire What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh Put

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

I do what I like, I do, I do I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like I think us bad bitches is a gift from

If that's where you are That's where I'll be Holding you is revelation Baby I have seen the other side And there's nothing but lonely So I left for doing only what it takes To bridge the great divide I would ride across the mesa

If I could tell her But we're a million worlds apart And I don't know how I would even start But he kept it all inside his head What he saw he left unsaid Tell her everything I see How she's everything to me He thought you were awesome

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

Can you love me again? I need to know now, know now Rising up to you! There's nothing I can’t do! Do this again, oh no! Know I’ve done wrong, left your heart torn Is that what devils do? Took you so long, where only fools gone I shook the angel in you!

No more, what for Hold on, stay strong Nothing left but to keep on fighting United, incited, not misguided We'll fight through time before our one true destiny Benighted, ignited, still strong and undivided This day foretold now here for all to see So

His parents hustled So he was left alone by himself a lot So shit, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do When boys in the hood came out, This little nigga rolled himself a joint And watched the whole motherfucker by itself His pops didn't give a fuck,