I'm working on my next broken heart Be the death of me What's left of me I've seen that look before She'll tear my world apart You picked me up, you shot me down You're stepping out all over town Drove me back to drinking in this bar I found myself a

The show must go on My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind

We're living the dream, yeah Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em Fuck

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Who am I supposed to be? What am I supposed to be? Oh my love, oh my love What am I supposed to do? What can I do for you?

Do you remember? We never talked about it But I hear the blame was mine I'd call you up to say I'm sorry But I wouldn't want to waste your time Cause I love you, but I can't take any more There's a look I can't describe in your eyes If we could try, like

Slow cheetah come Looks like it's on today Before my forest It's so euphoric No matter what they say Waking up dead inside of my head Will never never do there is no med No medicine to take I've had a chance to be insane

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I've traveled the world and the seven seas Everybody's lookin' for something Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you

Time stood still On the olive hill Once upon a lighting horse Riding through the universe Shedding light upon a thousand doors On his back the prophet sat Open-eyed not looking back 'Til they reach the sacred land There upon a golden square