All I need to know is Where to stop Take my hand and show me forever So never will I ever let you go That we carved in stone When I wake up to your footsteps As you get up out of bed They make a sound that sounds so simple But dances in my head

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before

I'm in love with your body Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I Every day discovering something brand new Come on now, follow my lead And now my bedsheets smell like you Ya me imagino lo que vamos a hacer Sé

Pray to my God we don't go to the feds We don't go to the feds I pray all that money don't go to my head Don't go to my head I pray on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed When I'm goin' to bed Now pray for the suckas that wanted me dead 'Cause all of 'em

Roll me over next to the wall You and I in the bed might lie And you and I in a bed might lie A noblemen's fair daughter Came down a narrow lane. And met with Captain Wedderburn, The keeper of the game Now my pretty fair miss If it wasn't for the law,

I will search the green, and I will search the town But I will never find no one like you Now we are the blessed, now we are the strong Take my hand, and let me know that it feels good To feel at home What can I say, without a say? We've got a way to go,

But I'm still waiting, yeah, and I'm still waiting And if my hand could block the sun, Would we ever wake up? And if I turned back all these clocks, Would that be time enough? On clearer days I can see the lights from my bedroom door, On windy nights I

Getting over you Someone new But the truth is I could spend my whole life getting over you Late nights, not you Someone else in this cold bed And I wonder if I’ll ever let go Yeah yeah yeah I tried spending

How could I make you love me? 'Cause only you could fill this empty space Space, space I'm alone in my head And lookin' for love in this stranger's bed But I don't think I'll find it I wanna tell all my friends But I don't think they would understand

I have the honor to be your obedient servant The room where it happens How does Hamilton, an arrogant immigrant, orphan Bastard, whore's son Somehow endorse Thomas Jefferson, his enemy A man he’s despised since the beginning Just to keep me from winning?