To whom it may concern and for those who are listening Were fighting hard but its not with our fist n' Recruiting soldiers livicated to this mission To disect this bushwick system To disect this bushwick system Trying to ride that thin line that divide

Holding on, laughing and crying I'm finding my way back home Laying in a bed that was burning It's so hard when you're young and in love Trying, and fighting 'Cause that's what you do when you're young and in love Young and in love I'm coming to see you

I see your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors are beautiful You with the sad eyes Don't be discouraged, Oh I realize It's hard to take courage

I once thought it better to regret Things that I have done, then haven't Sometimes you've got to be wrong Learn the hard way (Hello, mirror, so glad to see you, my friend, it's been a while) Staring at the empty page before me All the years of wreckage

I've been thinking too much I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much) I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride I've been thinking too much (Help me) Taking my time on my ride I know it's hard sometimes But it's fun to fantasize

I'm living on such sweet nothing Sweet nothing So I put my faith in something unknown And it's hard to learn And it's hard to love When you're giving me such sweet nothing You're giving me such sweet nothing

Against the run of the mill Different degrees So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal Beneath a ton of rock

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Are we born to be broken, sinners, and thieves? Someone tell the heavens I'm ready to escape! (You!) This is not what I wanted not what I need! Take it all, tear it all, rip it all away! The tragic truth. It's hard for me to understand myself. I'm

What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard It's sad, so sad What have I got to do What have I got to do to make you love me What have I got to do to make you care And I wake to find that you're not there What do I do to make