Thinkin' I'll never get over you And I, I get so scared They say love grows, but I've only seen it die I'm too young to feel like I'm runnin' out of time I get so scared I'll always be making a compromise No matter what I do, ooh And maybe (maybe) I'll

Maybe I like that I'm not alright I like to stare at the sun And think about what I've done I lie awake in my great escape I like crossing the line Its for losing my mind Are you okay 'Cause I feel fine Maybe its me

And the Statue of Liberty started shakin' her fist When you hear mother freedom start ringin' her bell And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you Brought to you courtesy of the red white and blue American girls and American guys We'll

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah All we do is drive And California never felt like home to me All we do is think about the feelings that we hide All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign Sick and full of pride And California never felt like home My hands wrapped

You don't know, you don't know my heart (feels like eh) I don't wanna use my mouth Don't know how to spell it out Every time I try, it sucks I just wish you could open me up 'Cause tonight, it feels like Feels like eh And I don't think you understand at

'Cause I'm feelin' way too damn good 'Cause something's gotta go wrong Feelin' way too damn good And it's like Every time I turn around I fall in love and find my heart face down And where it lands is when it should This time it's like The two of us

Speak to me You make me feel like I'm fucking drowning (I need to cut you out, I need to cut you out) You made my world come crashing down around me (I need to cut you out) Black is all that I see You used to be all that I needed I need to cut you out, I

All I gotta do is play it cool And end the night with a kiss My hands are sweatin' heavy Something she's got got me feeling like this Hey, hey baby's on the way I ain't been doin to right Since I met her last night Some kinda burnin' breakfast Lost at

To the B, to the G To the B, to the G, here we go If you wanna go gaga Yeah, from Chi-town to France Yeah, we gonna do it, uh, Rhymefest and Air How you feel there? Rhymefest breathe this to 'em like fresh air On my Vespa looking like a real playa

I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof? Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin roof Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof That boy had it hard no facade its the truth So now when