I can't find the words to say They're overdue When these pillars get pulled down It will be you who wears the crown And I'll owe everything to you How much pain has quaked your soul? How much love would make you whole? You're my guiding lightning strike

Everything is And it's blue And he's blue Everything is blue You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise You’re spilling like an overflowing sink You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece And now I’m tearing through the pages and the ink His

she gets the best of everything i've got a society woman yes i got a society woman she lives in luxury but she keeps me in the strings well she want to be a cover girl and make headlines in the news she eats steaks and chicken i eat plain old kidney stew

You’re gonna sleep like a baby tonight In your dreams everything is alright Tomorrow dawns like a suicide But you’re gonna sleep like a baby tonight Morning, your toast Your tea and sugar Read about a politician’s lover Go through the day Like a knife

Ooh everything that I told you Ooh you just smile and then you Kiss and tell Everything I say Stuck inside your little web Everybody wants to know, yeah Lips that lie Cover your track Sold me out and

You've got that power over me, my my Everything I hold dear resides in those eyes The only one I know, the only one on my mind You've got that power over me Call and I'll rush out All out of breath now You've got that power over me (my my) Got that power

And do some down south jukin' Well Billy Joe told me, said everything's lookin' fine He's got the place all secured, got the icebox full of wine He said hurry on over and don't be late He got three lovely ladies who just won't wait Do some down south

This isn't everything you are Don't keel over now Don't keel over And in one little moment, it all implodes Breathe deeply in the silence, no sudden moves Just take the hand that's offered, and hold on tight There's joy not far from here, I, I know there

Everything's corrupt Everything's fucked up Everything's bout a buck, we shit outta luck Blood used to be thicker than water Now it depends on what kinda water you talkin' about Niggas'll kill they momma over that almighty dollar Yeah, you know me, Super

And it's blue And he's blue Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise You’re spilling like an overflowing sink