We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

Motivated (motivated) Ah, I'm motivated (motivated) Motivated, ah Take your best shot I ain't going nowhere, nowhere Y'all ain't ready, rewind that back I've been, I've been doing this a long time I mean over half my life It's awesome for me to be able

Too late to turn back This is the payback Don't act like you don't know Know what I came for You take one, I take one You can't hide you can't run I know something you don't that's me coming for you You want war, we got war, we just wanna warn you I just

If all these words you speak of meant a thing I'd take back all the lines against you that I sing But I know that there's nothing real inside Your heart's invested in feeding everyone lies I've seen so many of you come and go, That's 'cause your in it

Cry for love I cry for love I don't think I'm supposed to It's something wrong with me, maybe I'm not Sometimes I wonder why I even I shouldn't have to cry for love You take me in, I take you back Baby, what's the problem?

Won't you come round my way For some conversation, please It's a conversation piece Oh won't you come round my way Take me back to California To those crystal neon signs The traveling sensation I'm blinded by the light There are eyes on every corner

Make out on the dance floor, take it too far Out the back door, leave an open tab When you look like that? And tell me how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself When you're making my mind wander somewhere else? It's on a one-way track when you look

Back to the front Soldier boy, made of clay Now an empty shell Twenty one, only son But he served us well Bred to kill, not to care Do just as we say Finished here, greetings death He's yours to take away

And you know that in time you will find That they always come back, yeah they always come back We've all been played, we all get hurt Just take the pain and let that motherfucker burn They're all the same, they never learn So dig their grave, and let