Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you

I'll tell you about it some time, the time we left I'll still destroy you some day, sleep well beast, you as well beast We've been stuck out here in the hallway for way way too long I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss I'm losing grip, the fabric's ripped Go

I see your face, unforgettable Every step I take Everywhere I go Every heart you break You will never know Unforgettable I couldn't tell you a thing about that night Between the drinks and the blinding lights But even if just for a moment or two

How you broke my heart If I stay here just a little bit longer If I stay here, won't you listen To my heart, Whoa, my heart? I don't want to talk about it, I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been cryin' forever And the stars in the sky don't

She saw my comb over, her hourglass body She has problems with drinking milk And being school tardy She'll loan you her toothbrush She'll bar tend your party Salty leave, salty leave Tell me the one about the friend you knew And the last good night that

Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell

There's a rumor going 'round about me and you Stirring up our little town the last week or two There's a rumor going 'round, and 'round, and 'round So tell me why we even trying to deny this feeling I feel it, don't you feel it too? What d'you say we

Seems like all the good shits gone Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on, Do you ever think about me It keeps on

Let me tell you about hard work Dear Mr. President, How do you walk with your head held high? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? Can you even look me in the eye? Come take a walk with

I'll be thinking about you baby Here's to the good life or so they say All those parties and games that all those people play They tell me this is the place to be All those beautiful people and nothing to see Sometimes I feel like something is gone here