But if we label this just picture what we might lose As we step form across the room Starting to ponder what we've been goin' through What does my kiss mean to you? Are we just friends, or is this more to you But if we label this, just picture what we

This is not a, this is not a Swan, swan song We just gotta, we just gotta hold on tonight This is not a, this is not a swan song, swan song Yeah, it's a new life Watching it fall The flicker burning You know the time is runnin', runnin' out

You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through Burn too many bridges, but I ain't burning you I hope you do good and

Found your picture in an old coat And the ghost stirred deep inside. All this time and I still feel the cold From the madness in my pride. Don't know why you ended it that way I would've thought that you would tell Me to my face Color me blue on blu

And it's important for you to remember we did this together (Together, together, together) And finally, they'll know the story of our lives (Lives, lives, lives) There's something special on the other side of this moment (Moment, moment, moment) And it's

Perfection is my direction, Even if that's all I had. It's not like I need no correction, I just know that life's not so bad. Picture this everyday kids that just can't find a way. Stuck in disarray can't find hope for better days. It's the degeneration

Where was I? When he was feeling on you with his hands? Seen the vivid pictures in my head I'm under the assumption love is dead Dead inside Spend a lot of time stuck in this head of mine Under the assumption love is dead, already Just let me be here

And if I cry two tears for her This shit's special That will be the most that I would give to her She left me stranded in my nightmares Taking pictures of my memories she right there Twisting on the blade in my heart, deep Always on my mind so I can't

Yeah, livin' life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was I

The future looks good Woke up starin' at this, starin' at this empty room Looked at thousand different pictures that your mother took of you And the future looks good I swear that you are, you are the future You, you, you You see I had this crazy dream