Throw me into the fire Throw me in, pull me out again I hate to, say I told you so Say they, say they told me But they love to, say they told me so They love to, say they told me And they go Well you say, you say, you told me For all I know

He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin` no one else could see They say that he was crazy, The kind that no lady should meet He ran out to the city and wandered around in the street He wants to dance, oh yeah, He

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

Didn't they say that only love will win in the end Alone again And you saw me low Loneliness and all I was stuck to the spot without a friend And I hunger and I thirst For some shiver For some whispered words And the promise to come

Exotic my cars and my broads and reefer, yeah They say it's cheaper to keep her, yeah Fuck it, I'm rich so I left her Shout out the plug, let me keep all that extra, yeah I just pulled up in a Tesla, yeah Pour me a four pop a Tuss', yeah Forty pointers

And I'm grindin' til I'm attacked They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find, a way through the day A light, for the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You

Say fuck the drug test, go'n pass my gas mask Flat screen, I back back, I see my racks stacked I wanna live like a drug lord, but I wanna be glorious Sometimes I feel like a kingpin, I'm so victorious I got a white and a black girl, they look like an

They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late Complain, express ideas in her brain Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret

You want more (why?) A little party never hurt no one You're so Art Deco, out on the floor Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure Baby, you're so ghetto You're looking to score When they all say hello You try to ignore them 'Cause you want more

We say we can when they say we can't See what it is when they see what it ain't With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints Long before a boat anchored the harbour Long before steel drums