Whatever you do, don't stop Being who you are There's only one of you Dream it, even if it don't come true Is all you got When holding on to heaven Love it, while you got it Right here, right now Drag you down

Nothing could come between us She said... One of those favorite things that she used to say That's just what she said Sorry to say but I don't feel the same It's on your conscience, I'm not for sale Don't you hate when it gets stuck in your mouth And

It's the wall that we are building All the things that we made wrong Don't hate yourself if you walk away You reach, but nothing's there Colors fade from black to grey Time and time again A fate that we deserve There's no escape, we're walking backwards

What are you doin' to me, what are you doin', huh? You just want attention, you don't want my heart Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start (What are you doin'?) 'Cause you knew that I,

You'd say I'm sorry But not in that way And I hate to say I love you When it's so hard for me And I hate to say I want you When you make it so clear You don't want me

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

A real street nigga will never ever call 12 I still don't give a fuck how a fuckboy feel How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big I make a hater feel little I can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked

(Wake up and live now!) (Wake up and live!) Wake up and live! Don't you complicate your mind Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy! Don't bury your thoughts All together now Come on, man! One, two, three, four!

Don't be spiteful Don't get too caught up with that nigga 'Cause you got you a nigga What we had wasn't love, love, love, love, yeah Don't hate on my new bitches And I won't be spiteful I see you takin' shots girl I see you ain't forgot girl Take us out

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all