Have I been holding on too strong? Is it our heavy handed love Keeping us from moving on? I'm not ready to go tonight Maybe I'm coming off all wrong It's only getting harder Talking to you without falling down And this house keeps getting darker We used

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Eighteen years had come and gone For mama they flew by But for me they drug on and on We were loading up that Chevy Both tryin' not to cry Mama kept on talking Putting off goodbye Then she took my hand and said "Baby, don't forget

Come on baby, make me speechless 'Cause you make me speechless When you make me speechless Quit talking too much, I'm ready Stop moving your lips and kiss me Keep taking my breath away You quiet my demons Swallow me whole tonight and just kill me

I'll give all I have to give I'm talking about that hummingbird Oh she's little and she loves me Too much for words to say When I see her in the morning sleeping She's little and she loves me To my lucky day Sometimes I get impatient But she cools me

And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear I keep on watching your Snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram And I swear, that's why I'm watching your Snaps, I'm stuck

Let yourself go, let yourself go, let yourself go Gotta let me go, gotta let it go Always fuck fuckin' with my head now Shut your mouth 'cause you're talking too much And I don't give a fuck anyway And I don't give a damn anyway You always seem to be

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away Let me hear a single word that you say Are ya'll just mad at my dinero? All I gotta say You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero Can't get too close cause I'm real My temperature make you feel Keep it lit up and

There are moments that the words don't reach (If you see him in the street, walking by her side Talking by her side, have pity) Forgiveness, can you imagine? There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can Then push away

Slow down Jo Anybody ever tell you that you move too fast? Anybody ever tell you how to make a good thing last? 'Cause it ainâ??t like that First you gotta slow down Jo. Last night I was talking to some friends of mine. A.J.â??s afraid youâ??re gonna