I hate you, don't leave me I admit I'm in and out of my head Don't listen to a single word I've said Just hear me out before you run away But I can't back down No, I can't deny That I'm staying now 'Cause I can't decide Confused and scared I am terrified

You had me fucked up It used to be so hard to see Yeah, loving is easy When everything's perfect Please don't change a single little thing for me Loving is easy When you can't even hide it

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

Fallin' for nobody else but you Now I'm flyin' high, but I've got a feelin' I'm fallin' Mama, you caught my eye and I've got a feelin' I'm fallin' Show me the ring and I'll jump right through I used to travel single-o; we chanced to mingle-o Now I'm

I used to say I and me, now it's us, now it's we. Ben, the two of us need look no more, We both found what we were looking for. With a friend to call my own, I'll never be alone, and you, my friend, will see, You've got a friend in me. Ben, you're always

I hear them all the time I hear you all the time Grandma's singing in the bedroom It's a near forgotten lullaby She used to sing when I wasn't well Father's outside chopping firewood Like he did when he'd been drinking Or when he and mom were at it again

You open up and what you gain is another hole Reaching out for a hand and I know The fear of losing all the trust that it craves And feel that parts of you are never coming back I used to think that life was ugly and a mess Well I was right but what else

I miss the old you Or, "I love you daddy" You ungrateful bitch The more the baddie, more the bratty Take you shopping for them clothes I used to hold you I miss the old me And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you When it was on, we was on fire

Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me I used to run at first sight of the sun Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up For once there is nothing up my sleeve I lay here waiting for you to wake up The city outside still sounds like it’s on

I used to sing for you I remember there was a time When I used to sing for you Do do do, do do do One, two, one, two, three, four Sweet and high at the break of dawn Simple tune that you can hum along too Knew all the words to the popular songs