This time I finally need a light, a light Tired of seeing in black and white, white Having flashes in my mind Can’t take the ticking of time The time that’s passing by Just an outline made of skin And my walls are paper thin I want to let you color me in

Ooh na na, what's my name? Hey boy, I really wanna see if you Can go downtown with a girl like me Hey boy, I really wanna be with you 'Cause you just my type Ooh na na na na I need a boy, to take it over Looking for a guy, to put in work uh

Yeah we scream, yeah we shout 'til we don't have a voice In the streets, in the crowds, it ain't nothing but noise Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy Just tryna be heard in all this noise Can't take the noise Wrecking balls, downtown

Just a touch of your love Just a touch of your love is enough To knock me off of my feet all week Just one touch To take control of my whole body Just a touch of your love Don't you keep it all to yourself I feel like for the first time I am not faking

Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

Fame, fame, fame, fame Fame, fame, fame Fame makes a man take things over Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame puts you there where things are hollow (fame) Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame That burns your change to keep you insane

Being pretty ain't pretty, it takes all day long You spend all your money just to wipe it all off You spray on your perfume, you spray on your tan Get up in the morning, do it over again Being pretty ain't pretty at all I fought it all for a while But I

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me I'm takin' back what's mine Laughing you motherfuckers can't

I just wanna ball in the wraith With your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my shot Leave your daughter with the papers Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were getting going, I was getting to it I pray to God, is

All a nigga really need is a lil' bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil' bit We can head to the crib in a lil' bit I can show ya how I live in a lil' bit I want to unbutton your pants just a lil' bit Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil' bit Get to kissin'