The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear Reality is kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault I feel a little wounded and it isn't fair To sit inside a parlour

Population one since yesterday Livin' and dyin' in the hell I made Right now my mind's in another state Ain't enough heart here left to break I drove half way to town last night And I turned around In a field of fireflies makin' such a lonely sound As my

And baby, I was made to be your man 'Cause you were born to be my baby We got something to believe in Even if we don't know where we stand Only God would know the reasons But I bet he must have had a plan My heart beats like a drum (all night) Flesh to

'Cause it feels like CPR I hate feeling alone You’re the only one who knows Caught me at the right time baby (Oh) I was at the edge, I was at the end Made me feel like there is life worth living Made me feel alive oh yeah Turn me on my side Baby, where

My boy builds coffins he makes them all day But it's not just for work and it isn't for play He's made one for himself One for me too My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails He doesn't make tables,

Fuckin' lawsuits nigga We the best music! Murder rate, murder rap Grant's, Jackson's, Franklin's, got 'em Fucked the DA on my way here I made some millions on my way here nigga

But even if I made a vow I promise not to miss you now And try to hide the truth inside I fell 'cause I, I just can't live a lie Oh, I know I could say we're through And tell myself I'm over you No, I can't learn to live without Oh, I can't live a lie

But we hold on, hold on Total waste of time 'Cause if the water dries up and the moon stops shining You know, I'll be savin' my love for you, for you 'Cause you're the best mistake I've ever made There's no pot of gold in the rainbows we chase You're,

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery

Wearing a mask familiar A god forced himself on you Raping and impregnating Causing the exile of your life Since he made you bleed, so violently Painful is the kick Inside it makes you so sick The blood that drips down your thigh