Nothin', I'll do this one myself Hey, na na na na, hey that's something State of love and trust, and a State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh And the signs are passin', grip

She caught the Katy and left me a mule to ride The train pulled out and I swung on behind Well, my baby caught the Katy, she left me a mule to ride I'm crazy 'bout her that hard headed woman of mine Man, my baby's long, great gosh almighty, she's tall

Why won't you love me? So why won't you love me? You imagine when you close your eyes You're with me on the other side Can you tell me why, my love? Can you tell me why I hold on to you and you hold on to me? Switching into airplane mode again

Leave it alone mate She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya, no She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya She can't even run She can't even walk She slurs when she speaks But you hear what you want when she can't even talk Can't even

Turn it up and show them, show them, all my love All my love Only love will make us ache (turn it up) Only love is worth the chase (let's turn it up) All my love, I know we're waiting for this On the rocks upon the mountain tops Raise it up, higher than

Everybody, are you with me? Let that igloo cooler mark your piece of paradise Everybody's feeling sexy Holler if you're ready for some summer nights Things start getting all heated up When it starts getting cool, yeah

Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Big shot, hol' up, wait, peanut butter insides (no) Big shot, big shot, (hol' on,

And I said, well I got a car, she said, there's something At least it's a start, I said, it's better than nothing I ain't in no hurry but I'm ready when you are And she said, where do you think all this is going I said, there ain't no way of knowing But

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is I live on the west side of America How many likes is my life worth? I'm from the east side of America They say that I am the sick boy Feed yourself with my

I don't want you to cry, I don't even want you to care Don't you dare, pray for me, no There's things I bury inside, to keep away from the light Don't you dare, pray for me You're fucking crazy, if you think that I'll ever change I am mine, I am me, I'll