I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck We tend to see that as a perk, though Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be

Oh oh, oh, at least I'm not as sad as I used to be. Have you ever wondered about our old nu-metal friends and what became of them? Turns out I saw them a couple of days ago, They were laughing and drinking and smoking and singing. C'mon, can you count

I'm in a trance Hey baby tell me can't you hear me calling I want to try to stop this life I take too much in the Saturday night I wake up in the morning And the sun begins to shine The day did sneak up on the night I see your face and I see myself

In this glass world In this glass world, we stop feeling pain, Going nowhere, we've got everything, In this glass world, People who live below, wish they were here, just looking in In this glass world, we bathe by starlight, No troubles here, that's on

Hey I'm just lookin' for a good time How 'bout baby We make a promise To not promise anything more than one night Complicated situations Only get worse in the morning light Girl you're beautiful You're 'bout near perfect But I bet somebody's already told

I’m alright (I’m alright) Can nothing stop me now Man I’m so blessed (I’m so blessed) I got the Lord on my shoulders Ain’t got no stress (Ain’t got no stress) My people with me they celebratin’ the life We livin’ life (We livin’ life) Now sing it with me

Now I just stunt on my own (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm riding round, smoking, my music up loud Kinda doin' my thing, no disrespect to the niggas before me Some smile up in your face but then they don't on the low I'm in a race, and taking the winners

That's what breaking hearts do They cause you so much pain Make you go insane Feel like your hands are tied Bound up, strapped down, busted inside Don't have the will to find your way And you don't think you can take it even one more day You try and try

They don't wanna see it happen But we say, "Fuck it" One way or another I'mma love you Slidin' under covers, undercover You know they don't wanna see us together But it don't matter, no, 'cause I got you Anytime you're under the weather Babe, we can