You're just sorry for yourself And though you may seem fine alone Don't tell me you're sorry If you could make them proud You could leave the world and feel like you've Tell them that it's only temporary I'm trying my best to smile But that's never

Don't you worry about me He is good, so good, he makes promises he keeps No he's never gonna leave So don't you worry about me And he treats your little girl like a real man should Mama you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your

Find me where the wild things are So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies We have no apologies for being We'll be alright,

You hold your halo up with horns That's not an insult I don't know where to put my sorry's You're running laps around my mind How could you leave me on this tightrope? And I feel nothing when it storms You know you're killing me with silence You only

We don’t give a fuck Nigga we don’t give a fuck The police get away with murder That’s why we don’t give a fuck So you better leave your house with a burner I’m psyched out 'cause I’m already striped out But if I get caught without one Then my lights out

Show me where it hurts and give me something real And lead me to the part of you that never really heals And say the words that burn when they leave your mouth Tell me your story, but don't leave the good parts out Tell me your story I'm sorry if I seem

Come on, come on don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out Something's gone terribly wrong, you're all I wanted Can't breathe whenever you're gone Can't turn back, now I'm haunted You and I walk a fragile line I have known it all this time

I've been down this road just searchin' for the end And it don't go nowhere, it just brings you back again Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder But you've come too far to go back home So you're walkin' on a nowhere road There's a road in

Please don't strip my mind Leave something behind Oh, yeah yeah Wow, wow, wow, wow, yeah Arthur J. did, indicate that The boulevard will never be So full of life and love again hey

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or