You're awake When lightening strikes you know It definitely starts glowing All the girls that's in this room Get up close, you'll feel so much better It feels so good to know With the G come to the light It's time to spark up some Feel the blaze

You'll never really find those perfect words Something more than just, "Goodbye" It's hard to remember the good times when there's just so much heartache And they deserve more than that They deserve more than just one single moment of sadness So just

Oh and when I say beautiful, wonderful, one too good to be true, But when I say heaven I'll be laying by your side And about forever I mean as long as you'll be mine But when I say perfect, I mean every little thing that you do I mean you, I mean you I'm

Say, you'll stay the night Because we're running out of time So stay the night I don't wanna say goodbye Even though it was never meant to be I got to know if you're the one one that got away Well I ain't got much time so I'll get to the point Do you

When the clouds kiss your eye Shadows stain on the high-rise Raise your thumb to the sky All good things come with time When you know then you'll know We've been through hell. Sewn up our eyes Found fuel in meds. Viewed through the narrow Encouraged fear

Say you'll never turn and run Cause each and every beat of my heart Tells me you're the only one I know I can keep you satisfied I'll prove it tonight in so many ways That's a promise from the heart Words don't come easy I'll give you everything that I

That's my girl Ain't nothing, ain't nothing You've been down before You've been hurt before You got up before You'll be good to go, good to go Destiny said it, you got to get up and get it Get mad independent and don't you ever forget it Got some dirt on

You're way too good to be true When you say that you'll be mine Oh, no baby don't lie 'Cause I fall a thousand times Oh, so baby don't lie The way that you move You take me to heaven The things that you do

"One of these days you're gonna love me You'll sit down by yourself and think And what good friends we might've been And then you're gonna sigh a little Maybe even cry a little but One of these days you're gonna love me" Used to chase that boy home from

Bet you wish you heard about it. Kiss it goodbye. From Mexico to New York. Blondes from California. East Coast takes the cocaine, West Coast marijuana. You'll be on TV when it starts to snow in hell. You won't believe me, so go and see it for yourself.