Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

I know you know how All this time I spent slowing it down Now you wanna go fast, now I go fast Girl you best know how to fuck baby And to make love, the way you look Girl you best know how to fuck And to make love, girl, the way that you look The way

Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through Burn too many bridges, but I ain't burning you I hope you do good and

Now, one day I started telling everyone that "Killing Is My Business..." And I was hung like a martyr For "Looking Down the Cross" my "Skull Beneath the Skin" Prophesied "Last Rites/Loved to Death" my friends Then I started seeing "Bad Omens" in my head

I need somebody You need somebody too No need to justify It's temporarily painless I'm falling for a stranger, stranger And even though it's dangerous Looking for a little bit of love tonight All I wanna be is your drug tonight She comes over

Who am I supposed to be? What am I supposed to be? Oh my love, oh my love What am I supposed to do? What can I do for you?

Left me to love What it's doing to me Baby's got some new rules What about me? I sat there looking ugly Looking ugly and mean I knew what you were saying You were saying to me Baby, said she's had it with me

Baby just come to me Tell me what's goin' on Baby I love you so I never let you go Waiting for warm embrace I'm living in the space Be what you want to be Tell me what's going on I'm looking for your face Don't break my heart tonight

Poor me this, poor me that Why do I keep looking back? It's not white, it’s not black Grey's the color that I see To love her Still can't believe he'd leave me Pour me another Found it in his closet