Love starts with a toothbrush Everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing Just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know A Bic razor and a Dixie cup A little

I swore! Before my Gods! An oath! Once sealed in blood It's five years since I left this land Since I left my friends to burn Fice years making bitter plans Preparing my return All this time my hatred's grown The one thing on my mind The hate in me is

We’ve been down this path before Tell me was it all worth it, to watch your kingdom grow? All the anchors in the ocean haven’t sunk this low Sunk this low Cold blooded retribution So fuck your revolution You are rotten to the core You knew all along,

I'm going out of my mind, going out on a limb Going out on the town with all my friends I tried a new girl, new look, a new town I didn't get it when you said you'd always stick around You're out in a crown in the dark of the night Saying you'd never

She's the center of his whole world. Since the day they got married, He'd been praying for a little baby boy. Someone he could take fishing, Throw the football and be his pride and joy. He could already see him holding that trophy, Taking his team to

I ain't leavin' without your love Under the downtown neon lights That's when you caught my eye You got me all worked up It's obvious we both know The night ain't long enough This goin' end tomorrow Tonight ain't long enough I'm old enough to know that

Promise that you'll keep my love with ya Love grows colder in the winter Promise, promise, promise, promise But the days get harder in November All the things you say, I'll remember Promise, promise that you'll keep my love (keep my love) I lost my heart

All for the love of Growin' it up Cut it down Pass it around Everybody loves some Makes you happy Girls get horny When they use it

It's all about tonight Good times and the music and laughing and grooving to the band Everybody's getting right No worries, we're rocking all kinds of concoctions in our hands Yeah tomorrow can wait 'til tomorrow Don't bother telling me what I got coming

Don't talk to me, get your bread up We eatin', all my niggas fed up Bitch broke, shut up And we used to fuck but I got fed up Bitch you broke, shut up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t