I might not be a man yet, I can barely make out a little light from the house on the cul-de-sac Bedroom upstairs, it's a family affair. I've watched you in class, your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered upstairs Head to your toe, so nobody will know

It's amazing the amount of rejection that I see I'm lookin' forward to the girl I wanna be So I try not to waste too much time at the bathroom sink Puttin' on my makeup Puttin' off the hard stuff Hoping that it passes Fake smile and eyelashes And try not

Nothing can shake me from your love, it's true No one can make me feel the things you do Oh no, oh no In this room With the light of the sun in my eyes Can't recall Where I am or what I did last night Though I try and I try

Bring it home, baby, make it soon I give my love to you I remember finding out about you Every day, my mind is all around you Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day Looking out from my lonely room, day after day I remember holding you while you

Supper's almost done Go ahead and call your friends 'Cause we got room for everyone Let's make some memories, 'round this 9 foot pine At the family table It's just an old piece of wood On top of four legs It's got a few coffee stains, and a thousand

You're in a laundry room The clues that came to you, oh He'll keep you in a jar He'll give you breathing holes You will make him happy And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass Then you'll think you're happy Then you'll think you're happy

You'll probably never love someone like I do You open up your heart When you love someone You make room If you love someone And you're not afraid to lose 'em Even the worst ones, you make me smile I'd stop the world if it gave us time 'Cause when you

Long gone, long gone, long gone Leave her in the past but I know I'll miss her I kept all of her paraphernalia Left her makeup and her panties on my bedroom dresser Think about the days when I used to undress her Cardo got wings Now we cookin' up (yeah)

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

You're in a laundry room The clues that came to you, oh He'll keep you in a jar He'll give you breathing holes You will make him happy And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass Then you'll think you're happy Then you'll think you're happy