Flagging down all of these flashy cars Fancy girls on Long Beach Blvd And Lord knows she's beautiful Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore Lord knows the usuals leaving a body sore She take the little

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

Last hurrah This is my last hurrah, once I start I ain't gon' stop 'til I go too far Last hurrah and it's okay Maybe tomorrow I won't feel this pain I know I've said it all before But it won't hurt to do it all once more I'm done with the drinking, I'm

You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl I ask my myself where you created in this world, by the beauty in you girl You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do New York City All in Los Angeles California From

Am I the only one I know Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat Shadows will scream that I'm alone But I know, we've made it this far, kid And I will say that we should take a day to break away From all the pain our brain has made, the game is

I can't just preach, baby, preach If I'm not even tryna make the change I wanna see I can't sit and hope, I Can't just sit and pray, that I can find a love, when All I see is pain And heaven knows I'm not helpless, yeah I can't see the use in me crying

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Did you ever watch the one you love Slowly drifting away from you? And you know deep in your heart There is nothing that you can do To make her stay To turn the tide To ease the pain That you feel deep inside When her eyes say it's over and done

Lady sings the blues She feels so sad Just what the blues is all about She's got them bad Wants the world to know She tells her side Nothing to hide Now the world will now The blues ain't nothing but a pain in your heart

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking