And we all still die Yeah Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die You fall through the trees And you pray with your knees on the ground For the things that you need With your lust and your greed weighing down And you weaken your

Yeah Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

I just want you to listen now (Yeah, I love you, I love you) Oh you told me, girl you told me Could've sworn that you told me Well, I'm tellin' you, I'm tellin' you Now I ain't through, I ain't through I, I ain't through, I ain't through I ain't done

You win my love Oh, but if you want to win it You win my soul You win my heart Yeah, Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah yeah you're number one

If I were your woman I were your woman If I was your woman Here's what I'd do I'd never, never, no, no, no stop loving you Drop it on me Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Let's do it like this, uh

Yeah, when I get where I'm going There'll be only happy tears I will love and have no fear When I get where I'm going I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years And I'll leave my heart wide open Don't cry for me down here On the

Make it easy for me Just not yours exclusively? Used to be all good Ooh-ooh, so hard to love (so hard) Darling, you make it too hard to trust You keep running from me I'm scared of love I wanna be, it's difficult for me I'm scared of love, yeah

'Cause I'm the queen of the night The queen of the night Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah yeah I've got the stuff that you want I've got the thing that you need I've got more than enough To make you drop to your knees Don't make no difference if I'm wrong or I'm

Tone that shit down Wop, wop, wop, wop Tell me who can ball like this Y'ain't neva ball like this Tone that shit down (oh why) Weak nigga, ball like this Wop, wop, wop, wop (yeah) Might steal your bitch VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist)

Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit Well, that was just a lie You ain't nothin' but a hound dog Cryin' all the time And you ain't no friend of mine Well they said you was high-classed Yeah Yeah they said you was high-classed You know they said you was