If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want? And I'm broken and bleeding And begging for help And I'm asking you Jesus,

I wanna breathe you in. I can’t get enough. I’ve never been the kind To bear my heart and soul, Yeah I’ve always taken pride, Staying in control. I told myself, I’d never fall too deep.

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

I can't blame love But I'll never forgive my heart Oh close the door turn out the lights draw the curtain I'll get over her in time it's gonna take some hurtin' I tell myself I told you so as I fall apart Hello heartache who let you in I swore the last

I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would

Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself The fortune queen of New Orleans,

Like I knew I would I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good I cheated myself I cheated myself Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out

When I was younger You told me I should get my shit together You said life is a painting I told myself that I don't care I found some new innovations Might just be my imagination It might've been just a dream People can dream But all your colors always

Our love was made to rule the world Forget forever You came and broke the perfect girl Forget you ever You left me wanting what we were Knew my name, my name, my name, my name I told, I told, I told myself again I'm never running back on what I said

What happened in hip hop That got Pac and big shot The thicks blocks Now every rapper claim He let his clique pop But even myself told the gun To know the run then get shot