This time, this time Things'll work out just fine We won't let you slip away We won't let you leave this way If you want you can will it You can have it I can put it right there in your hands I can feel the weight Feel the weight

How can we say we're still in love and not be lovers? How did we get here, where you can be right there And I can be with you and miss you? Had a bottle of wine and a perfectly fine dinner Talk about school, work, life and how cold it was last winter Lay

Julie's been working for the Drug Squad 'Cause Julie's been working for the Drug Squad Oh oh, alive Nineteen for you And you can get out in twenty-five It's Lucy in the sky and all kinds of apple pie She giggle at the screen 'cause it looks so green

Anna please turn around, we'll work it out somehow Anna don't turn me down, there's still a chance if we can hold out once more 'Cause we started out with love, that was more than enough And that's a lot to give up Even if you turn and walk away, love

(In my hood) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane Five heartbeats left My homie off of Eddie Road He thinks he a damn chef Everybody schemed out Don’t nobody wanna work I was with him last week Now I got his name on my damn shirt (in my hood)

We can work it out, We can work it out. Try to see it my way, Life is very short, and there's no time For fussing and fighting, my friend. I have always thought that it's a crime, So I will ask you once again. Only time will tell if I am right or I am

I stumble towards it We will still be thick as thieves You built this portrait But don't give up on me In the wake of the Odyssey And guilty I may be You and me still thick as thieves Evidently we can't work it out I guess that courage ain't allowed

Where do we go? Oh, when love is gone Where does it go? I've gotta know Can we work it out? Can we just work it out? Scream and shout 'till we work it out? And after all this time Hanging on to the dead lights

I know we can make it, I know that we can I know damn well that we can work it out Keep it gangsta y'all, Keep it gangsta (all my life) Can I get 24 more hours (can I get get) Without dealin' with these killers and these cowards (can I can can) I don't

Tudutudutudu, fuck you too Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes Never wear your heart on