I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time You can't see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy It's like I'm in the

It comes to back you oh oh It comes back to you, it comes back to you Am I just a shadow you drew? All the things that you had lost will find their way to you Looking back into the past and I can see it through (Tu lu tu tu tu du tu du tu tu) 4 A.M.

Tudutudutudu, fuck you too Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes Never wear your heart on

Better loud than too late I gotta say it now Have a soul that has been saved I can feel like I I can see the light Coming through the clouds in rays What used to be a house of cards Has turned into a reservoir Save the tears that were water falling

You remind me of a girl that I once knew See her face whenever I, I look at you You won't believe all of the things she put me through This is why I just can't get with you Yo, I ain't seen you in a minute But I got something to tell you See, the thing

I can hear through these walls I can see through my windows I can hear it when they're foolin' around In the dark with the shades pulled down Every move they make feels it's coming my way And I hear every sign, every sound Every word that they say My

No matter what I'm goin' through It's easy to see And every time I hold you The things I never told you Seem to come easily 'Cause you're everything to me But you can still believe in me 'Cause every time I look at you You're everything to me

Count on me through thick and thin A friendship that will never end When you are weak, I will be strong Helping you to carry on Call on me, I will be there, don't be afraid Please believe me when I say, count on I can see that it's hurting you, I can

By American Dreams 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American Dreams American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth Don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe When you're buried alive

You fake it, mistake it Fuck it away Your lying is trying I see right through your soul Can't help but feel this cold But this city made me so Bitterness infested, justice is molested