You can't make old friends Can't make old friends But you can't make old friends What will I do when you are gone? Who's gonna tell me the truth? Who's gonna finish the stories I start, The way you always do? When somebody knocks at the door, Someone new

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

When you smoke all my weed man You gots to call the green man Yeah I can get mine and you get yours Tell your boyfriend next time he around To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down I wouldn't care if brave would give me some more I'd rather him

Break me down, I'm ready, break me down I know what you're thinking When the bass starts ringing Can you tell me when you're stoked to start? Are you ready for tonight, Set this shit on fire And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark I won't forget

Leave me alone Drunk as fuck Bitch you dumb as fuck Running up the bucks (damn, ay) Bitch you down or what? (Ya) Yah, yah, yah, yah (ay) Yeah, I miss you but I got no time for that Tell you the truth

(Did you realize, that you were a champion in their eyes?) Tell me what it takes to be number one? Just a lil' somethin' show you how we live Mm hm, that's that shit So if you gon' do it, do it just like this Yes I did, so I packed it up and brought it

Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit, pop shit Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit (pop) Pop shit, pop pop, pop shit Pop shit, pop shit, pop shit Pop shit (pop) I'ma go and pop my shit Hold on let me talk my shit Tell her don't look my way Nigga I buy your bitch

So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

Something's gotta give Does the noise in my head bother you Tell me when to turn the screw Comic books are comin' true And I'm gonna break Don't you like it Tell me true Cyberotic head explode Information overload And I just can't take anymore