And it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down

Bitch!es always be all, giggling and shit. But they get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club. Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them. Goes like this We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear? here it goes A little something

But heaven knows, knows That you're lying As far as heaven goes, heaven goes I just stopped trying You've spent a year staring into a mirror Another one trying to figure out what you saw Paid so much attention to what you're not You have no idea who you

Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to

Life is dull, it's nothing but one big lull, then presto you do a skull And find that you're reeling, she sighs and you're feeling like a toy on a string And your heart goes: "Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding" How could that funny

Time is running out, yeah, it's almost gone Timebomb, the game goes on Time is running out (Can you hear it?) (Can't stop) Yeah, it's almost gone

Oh sing your favorite song Left to tears Dreams it goes and then on And as it broke there was one And so the story goes on'n'on Come women if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are Green from here to

She's as pretty as a picture Every bit as funny as she is smart Got a smile that'll hold you together And a touch that'll tear you apart When she's yours she brings the sunshine When she's gone the world goes dark Yeah she's heaven on the eyes But boy

And right out the other, It goes In One Ear, People talkin' shit but you know we'll never bother, They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map And I'm a phony in disguise, Trying to