It's been over, I don't know why You're holding on when I'm not going I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere Well there's no suitcase by your front door. There's no saying goodbye. Ain't no motor out there running, idling in the drive. You don't have to

You had to hide away for so long (so long) Where did we go wrong? Mister blue sky please tell us why Hey there mister blue We're so pleased to be with you Look around see what you do Everybody smiles at you Mister blue sky Sun is shinin' in the sky

Going nowhere fast We've reached the climax We're together, now we're undone Won't commit so we choose to Do we separate? Oh Don't wanna give in so we both gave up Can't take it back, it's too late, we've reached the climax

We gotta go It's check out time Ay what time is it nigga? ("I don't know.") Oh shit, 12 o'clock Oh shit, we got to get the fuck up outta here ("Hell yeah.") Nigga, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room ("Hey there, bitch, where Suge

This is the night, this is the night Feelin' alive, feelin' alive 'Cause we're not alone tonight My heart goes boom as the stars go blue Like a sea of cell phone lights The moon gets light as the sun goes down Somewhere behind the Hollywood sign Have you

This is how we roll out here We’re packin' heat cause it’s cold out here Hold your own, don’t show no fear Oh you’re gonna lose your soul out here This is how we roll Hollywood where the fuck you at? 'Cause this is how we roll Nightfall and the day

And we will never be alone again 'Cause it doesn't happen everyday Kinda counted on you being a friend Kinda given up on giving away Now I thought about what I wanna say But I never really know where to go So I chained myself to a friend 'Cause there's

And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful

Pass a beer One more long day down, the coast is clear Looks like we're alright and all right here You wake up, the guy on the radio Says it's time to get where we gotta go Gotta do what we all gotta do to get to the part where we get to cut loose And

Find your own way back home Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Well longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with you But in time we all forgotten We all grew Your melody sounds as sweet