If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death, scared to look, they shook Son, they shook Living the live that of diamonds and guns There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds Some get shot, locked down and turn nuns Cowardly hearts

You can hate me now,(Q.B.) but I won't stop now (real niggas) Cause I can't stop now, (Bravehearts) you can hate me now (c'mon) But I won't stop now, cause I can't stop now You can hate me now, you can hate me now Escobar Season has returned It's been a

Baby, please don't go Before I be your dog Turn your lamp down low You know your man down gone You brought me way down here Baby, please don't go Down to New Orleans, you know I love you so I get you way'd out here, and let you walk alone I beg you all

Dum dum, dum dum dum Oh, that boy, he's so dumb And the place goes Too slow to turn this on Better come before I'm gone Dum dum, dum dum dum (ayy) La, la, la, la Been staring all night long Just wanna have some fun

So won't you come So won't you come, baby So you better run Over the hills, salvation rests in the sun You're turnin' it, baby, rest in the sun I wanna tell you (Tell you) about the good news (Good news) Move fast like the bullet from the gun Flowers of

I don't know my name I've turned against my home I don't know who to blame I'm turning into stone, turning to stone Leave me bleeding, leave me dying on my own Leave me wanting, climb your way into my soul I don't like it, I can't live without a trace I

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I turned away just one too many times I'm tired of the reasons, sick of all the lies. I looked away just one too many times I'm tired of pretending, that I'm not here, not here to die. This wasn't meant to be a love song, Matter of fact this one's about

You turned off the alarms so they don't ring I don't know where we are in the grand scheme of things I just wanna be counting stars with you That you're the wisest funny one that I will ever, ever know You took all the lonely days and you made them sing