What happened to perfect Nobody deserves this It wasn't on purpose But it hurts like it was I can see it in your eyes as I am stumbling home Remember when I used to make you laugh And every joke was better than the last Tell me how to bring you back to

Looking up for heaven And all their words for glory Well they always sounded empty When we're looking up for heaven When we're lying in the dirt There's no looking up for heaven Stories told to me And stories told to you Way down here upon the ground

Nobody but (you) Took me for a (fool) You won't see no tears They all dried up yesterday Do I spark the fear that I'm gonna walk away Nobody but you I used to love (you)

My taxicab's waiting Wish I could hold you one last time After all we had together There's gotta be a better way Of telling you goodbye If I had a horse I'd ride off in the sunset If I had wings, I'd fly off

(Girl you know you fine) Including this fella 'Cause you're a diamond and I dig your shine But I don't gotta tell you that You know you look good So I don't gotta tell you that (no) (Hold up, Ne-Yo, ya) The way you switch

Too many cooks are gonna spoil the stew There ain't nobody cooking but me and you Too many cooks are trying to get in your kitchen The first thing you know there's something missin' You got a real good oven, you've got a hot range, too Let me butter your

Yeah so far it's alright, alright baby x4 Yeah so far it's alright, alright baby Yeah, it's the way we are We were smoking by eleven and knocking 'round town Beat 'em ups on my arm We were never good at selling Couldn't cut down And I stay with my father

Save my soul, save myself All you folks think you own my life But you never made any sacrifice Demons they are on my trail I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell I look to the left I look to the right There're hands that grab me on every side All you

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm

Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go boaw! When you're all ready say go, okay You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' couch, Rick James nigga Let her drink it till she drown Atta girl gon' wild, pop a