Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

Oh, Hollyann We made the dark into light We saw the wrong and the right We were for life And we would never concede it We left the world behind A million hands gave the sign We held the line

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

End of discussion I went from nothing to something I want them real deal hunnids Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani Pussy tsunami Ain't talkin' no money, it's nothing Big bag, truckload (huh) I'm in her throat (throat) Plug call, I finesse for the

I'm learning to see! The loss that you feel, I know that it's real. It's so hard when love is blind. You put your heart on the line. Now you feel like I'm wasting your time, But I know that someday, somehow, you'll learn to love. I know (ooh) I'm

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Como en noches pasadas Yo era quien deseabas, eh eh Como en noches pasadas, pasadas, pasadas, eh eh Yo sé que tú también, también Y haga lo que haga A nadie le dice nada Siempre me complace Sé ya sus intenciones

Ain't nunya business (Nunya) To know who I'm with Ain't nunya business (Ain't nunya) 'Cause you don't want the world to know That you lost a girl who got it on her own It'd be good for you to let it go, let it go, let it go Oh, none of my shit Oh, none

I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave But I want you to know that I've had no love like your love You know it is twelve o'clock in Soho, baby It's gin o'clock where I wake up, I don't

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty