I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love The very thought of you and I forget to do The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do I'm living in a kind of daydream I'm

Double C your purses, you deserve it But you're curvin' Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface) I like the way you keep up with your earnings Yeah, it's okay, 'cause you swervin' We got London On Da Track Got the AP covered, diamonds with

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all

Goodbye Grace There are no words I'd rather say Than goodbye Grace To see your face again I never want to see your face again I am indebted to you, it's true The angel watching over me Was needed someplace else Kicked out the feet from under me

Our love is lying there Lying by your side Murdered by the lies you told now you’re the one who cries And your tears rain down Rain down your face And falling on the pillows in the bed you made You left me nothing now it’s all I’ve got, for you Goodbye,

He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

Let’s go wait out in the fields with the ones we love I could walk out, but I won’t In my mind I am in your arms I wish someone would take my place Can’t face heaven all heavenfaced She’s a griever, my believer It’s not a fever, it’s a freezer I believe

Wait, wait a minute Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin' Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the mothafuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes

We took a Polaroid You signed your name up on it I put it in my wallet All of a sudden I never was looking, hmm Hoping I'd see your face again Captured the look in your eyes It's only a matter of time Before it starts fading