Going in, going in, going in, going in You, you, you, you, you Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth Maybe your friends are confused I'm gonna tell you the truth Go ahead and go Bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan Go, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan All week,

Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try If you not fuckin' with us Test us and I guarantee we let it fly I always tell the truth, boy, I ain't gotta lie If you ain't fuckin' with us, don't come to our side See them rollin' with

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

Give me something What you say tells me nothing What’s the truth, give me something Take me down a road I believe in Lost the way, lost all reason Search the past for redemption Broken glass, no reflection Take me to a place I believe in Lost my way,

What you don't know, the legend goes, can hurt you If you only want to live and die in fear They tell us to believe just half of what we see And absolutely nothing that we hear Resist the twised truth no matter what the cost Supplant the rights with

Patience, patience gets us nowhere fast Follow me, follow me somewhere I want it all and nothing less I want it all, I want the best for you I'm telling you the truth Follow me, follow me somewhere out there You are the one that makes it real Even the

Baby lie to me 'cause I couldn't stand the truth And I couldn't bear the thought of losin' you Baby lie to me, tell me everything's all right And when I'm sound asleep, you can fade into the night Girl, instead of sayin' goodbye Girl look at you right

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

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

I learned it from the radio If it wasn't for the speakers in the door Telling me a truth I haven't ever heard before I never would have kissed that girl Never would have known what to say I would have never know better How I let her get away They got the