I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write "May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow

All we have is right now, Go hard or go home All we have is right now What you gonna do when your blues still stay? All we have is right now, All we have is right now Uh, uh, yeah, staring out into the unknown Voices in the wind telling me to come home,

I'll freak you right, I will I'll stick my tongue I'll speak that language My hands all in your hair Naked before we hit the stairs I know we ain't gon' make it to my bed, no (yeah, yeah, yeah) Know we ain't gon' make it to my bed (yeah, yeah, yeah, my

When the only thing you want is The only thing that you can't have When the part that you can't take is Knowing you can't take it back She's on the good side, goodbye On the right sight of free And you're on the wrong end of a long night On the left side

Ay, tell me what you gon' see looking back at yo' life Looking back at yo' life Who the fuck is that? Yeah, bitch, it's me, it's me So humble, I'm so humble Won't be worth for damn if you ain't living it right All we know is stripes, learned to die for

(Left, right, left, right, left, right, right, right) Know what your place is? Twenty million dollars in a car Girl, tie your hair up if you wanna be a star Spread your legs You could be famous Thirty million people want a shot How much would it take for

(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

But it's alright, it's alright They only hear of the things that you know of And you're wishing one day you will soar So let's have a talk Like grownups do Let's do the things that grown folks do There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off And

Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn