Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

And I know what's on your mind God knows I put it there But if I took it back Well you'd be nowhere You'd be nowhere again In my cold arms Weekend wreckers take the streets With abandon in their eyes But in our bedroom we're bloodshot and beat

God only knows What Brian Wilson meant Pick out your clothes With some real intent You don't seem to care That I've been waiting here Pulling out my hair For you to come

I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

You know that I'ma be the one that's there for you When you ain't got nobody, swear to God Won't you say what's on your mind, verbatim? You know that I'ma be the one that keeps it real with you When everybody's fake as fuck Hey, I'll say what's on my

Why don't you put that fucking phone down? Darling, so we could be alone now Can't you just be here when the lights go out What could be so goddamn important That it can't wait until the morning? You got me right here with my clothes off now You turn

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

I'm in too deep Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh Can't touch the bottom with my feet Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful I am drowning, God, please don't save me Used to be scared of the ocean 'Cause

But do you feel like a young god? You know the two of us are just young gods And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool For a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the

(I) Fuck with your soul like ether (Will) Teach you the king you know you (Not) "God's son" across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already ("Fuck Jay-Z") What's up niggas, hey yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog You been on my dick nigga, you