Love so willingly (Kelly/Mann) I never liked a bleeding heart But a bleeding heart's what I've become With a broken funny bone And a rubber crutch to lean upon How How can I turn from this mistake? How can I bend? I know you'll break When you love so

I'm shoutin' from the rooftop, baby Come pick me up, come pick me up You cut so deep, cut so deep You made me a believer Tell me, will you come and save me? Fire the shots and I need to know Pick me up and show me home All my senses just need to know Why

Howl! Seven days to the wolves Where will we be when they come? Seven days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near us They come to take us The wolves, my love, will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there life before a death?

I've been waiting waiting waiting You help me lose my mind And you bring me something I can't define What I felt before Keep biding my time, How much longer? (What you've become) Help me lose my mind, make me wonder Who've I been waiting for

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches

I'm swinging with my eyes closed Fist up in the air Oh like we don't care Only god knows how how far it goes Got my hair down a wide open road Summer's here, bring it on Another year, one more beer, another song Comes on the radio, so loud and clear

Now, now, now, now Hands up for your colors Look how how far we've come There's beauty in the unity we've found I'm ready, I'm ready We still got a long way But look how how far we've come Show your true colors Saying "Oh, can't you taste the feeling, feeling"

Sometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of

Would you just accept if we murdered your children? 50 young niggas sellin' crack for a livin' Single income and he tired of the feelin' "Momma, I'm a man," gotta show her that he meant it It's a cold ass world, gotta show 'em that he get it Watch a good

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad