But y'all already said that Diamonds on my neck Diamonds on my wrist Bitches on my dick Choppers in the trunk Models in the front Bottles in the club But I don't give a fuck Cause sometimes I feel like it's so hard

Lay it all on me now Your love's always finding me out Who am I kidding? Will you lay it all on me now? Write it on a piece of paper, honey Put it in my coat before I go Everything starts at your skin, so new If all my defenses come down, oh baby

All hail rock and roll Gotta take it back, we gotta take control Write this on my tombstone We fucking live for the music Rise up or just get fucked, uh, you know it This is our time, reignite All of the flames that have died for quite some time We can't

Who left me outside That someone holds me tonight Hold me tonight Someone left the door open I'm bent, I'm not broken Come live in my life All the words left unspoken Are the pages I write On my knees and I'm hoping

Paralyzed by my envy of the night I am lost without you here And outside it looks like rain For the last time, I bleed myself dry tonight And nothing I could ever write would help you understand this life There's so much beauty when your eyes lay lost in

Met myself a comin' county welfare line. I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line. Saw myself a goin', down to war in June. All I want, all I want is to write myself a tune. Wrote a song for everyone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote a song For

Would you write, would you call back baby if I wrote you a song I need you at home And you can wave to all of your friends And I'll never leave you again I been gone but you're still my lady Cut off all of your hair Did you flinch, did you care Did he

Listen to my aching heart We are human after all And we don't stay for long Someone told me to be selfless But we are helpless without attention Quick, before you skip the song If Ed Sheeran writes my song I'll finally top the charts Never spoken with my

Paperback writer. Paperback writer Paperback writer, paperback writer Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book? It took me years to write, will you take a look? Based on a novel by a man named Lear And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer,

Anything to say you're mine I'm so blue Cause I'm worried over you I, I sometimes wonder Why I never hear from you You promised to write me Each and everyday And I haven't heard from you