Never wanted anything so bad She got me wishing that she could stay Doesn't even know that I missed my plane Not a single thing I wouldn't trade For a ticket to L.A It was midnight in the middle of JFK Trying to take her mind off the fallin' rain

There's blood on my hands I can see blood all over my hands The longer you lay next to me the further I ran The longer you stay close to me the further I ran Wake up in the middle of the semi of the night With some tears on my pillow and this blood on my

In the enemy land Everyone was shouting When the king came down the hill They were attacked by surprise In the middle of the night They didn't stand a single chance A single chance to fight After the battle they gathered around the king And they had

Freddy Kruger, give 'em a nightmare Soon as you close your eyes, nigga, we right there Bags on demand Come in the middle of the night, like it's a nightmare You open your eyes, not dreamin', nigga, we right there If Young Metro don't trust you I'm 'gon

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stomping on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it

Why don't hook up the old Winnebago Baby, why don't we go Rolling down a two-lane Park it right, by the lake night Catch a little moonlight Open all the windows You and me in the middle of nowhere We'll build a fire As soon as we get there

Hey baby, ooh-hoo My love is callin', ooh-hoo So baby, ooh-hoo Just because it's the middle of night That don't mean I won't hunt you down 'Cause up, in, deep inside It's pullin' me and I want your love You and I should be gettin' it right Ain't no sense

We stayed up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stompin' on the ground we grew up on Yeah, we were raised on it (Raised on it)

Here I am, stuck in the middle with you Well, I don't know why I came here tonight I got the feeling something ain't right I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair Yeah clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right Stuck in the middle with you Well, you

Now get this work No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami I've been work work work work working on my shit Working on my shit I've been up all night, tryna get that rich Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Walk a mile in these