From what you do...because of you... You know I can't be there each time that you call I swore not to come, but I'm here after all I know by the look that I see in your eye I won't stand around and I won't watch you die (What you do, what you do, was

So go I know you would not stay It wasn't true, but anyway It's going to take a little time While you're waiting like a factory line I'll fly across the park Backseat on the 79 Wasted days you've come to pass Pollination yellow cab You walk up the stairs

Shall I write or phone from Paris or Rome Even though you're tryin' to hold me back You don't get no mail you know I'm in jail Fare thee well, my brother, please don't stand in my way I'm goin' down to that dirty town no matter what you say You fooled me

Our days are never coming back I've forgotten too Do you want me to try? Directing your night The purest forms of life The cannons of our time I need not fear the love You love to love the fear I never want to be alone

You you and I Without you and I It's been a long time since I came around Been a long time but I'm back in town And this time I'm not leaving without you This time I'm not leaving without you In the corner of my bar with your high heels on Sit back down

Our love comes back in the middle of the night You know how we've grown And how they catch our every turn Everyone's arrived here I see the pictures of everyone And they truly got it But it's your image burned into my mind And again I find That it's

I'm already ready to go I'm already thinking 'bout leavin' Gotta get you back in my shirt Get you out that dress Everybody at the party is checking your body I don't even mind it 'cause you're coming with me, girl And I know it's only seven thirty-two

Nigga, my gun go off - you see the barrel turning You feel the hollows burning, nigga, now you're learning Nigga, my gun go off - call it attempted murder Nigga, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting Nigga, my gun go off - don't try to say I'm

You're putting me on We're going to try it, you ever try it? I'm turning you on You're putting me on! Where did you get that stuff? Oh, Nikki's growing a patch out in the backyard Come on, you're putting me on Yeah, he's putting you on, he's a brat

I’m torn to pieces, I’m broken down I still see your face when you’re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I’ll ever be Half the man you wanted me to be Even though I know you’re not gonna come back I can’t wash it away It’s tearing me to pieces