All I did is say I have feelings for you And all you do is shit all over it And tell me you want me to get over you And that you want nothing to do with me That's hurtful, Bryson I did nothing to you I've done nothing to you For a year, all you did was

Show me that you walk with me Show me that you love me Hopefully, just above me, heaven's watching over me I realize as I lay down to sleep, we haven't spoke in weeks So many things that I'd like to know... Come have a talk with me I need a sign,

Woah, oo, oo Tell me something that I don't know And that's when you heard my calls I couldn't let you go Fell on my knees, turned my face to the rain Sold me my stubborn soul I could have been someone I hurt everyone Phoenix is rising, it's rising again

Do do do do Do do do do Tonight I'll need you to stay Don't wanna call you in the nighttime Don't wanna give you all my pieces Don't wanna hand you all my trouble Don't wanna give you all my demons You'll have to watch me struggle From several rooms away

We do the bad boy boogie Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style I got my finger in the pie It's just a lick and a promise In the back seat of my car Found a girl she's mama's pride I tatooed her and now she's mine

Known to have a little bit of beer with breakfast You can bet these boots have got a little used to Stomping on a hardwood floor And buying the bar another round of shots Close my tab and hit the parking lot I ain't afraid to take too many steps out of

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

Back to the river Aras Liar, Killer, Demon Freedom, Freedom, Free, Free Resting on the mountainside We have learned that you have no Can you feel their haunting presence? They have returned Honor, Murderer, Sodomizer Someone's blank stare deemed it

Now now now now, c'mon This is how we do it, when we do it like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it Now e'rybody put your fuckin hands up - let's go Hey! Go 'head and have a party if you want to Hey! Go 'head

I don't be fuckin' around on that microphone Niggaz know I get it in on that microphone "The-the-the mic, the-the-the microphone" Too many Indians and no chiefs I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes Lookin'