I used to sing for you I remember there was a time When I used to sing for you Do do do, do do do One, two, one, two, three, four Sweet and high at the break of dawn Simple tune that you can hum along too Knew all the words to the popular songs

In a razor town You take whoever you think you can keep around. There's an echoed sound That permeates the sidewalk where she shuffles 'round. It's a big machine. It used to be the avenue of changing dreams. She's a lonely thing, Sweeping up the glitter

There's gonna be Hell, Hell to pay Up the revolution we're all prepared to die Up the revolution that was the battle cry Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight Spinning

You're not there To celebrate the man that you made Is it fair? You'll never know the person I'll be Every step I take, you used to lead the way Now I'm terrified to face it on my own To share in my my success and mistakes I only got you in my stories

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his too Now your eyes are red from crying Flirting with this disaster became me It named me as the fool who

(If we could just join hands) That's all it takes, that's all it takes I've been to London, seen seven wonders I know to trip is just to fall I used to rock it, sometimes I'd roll it I always knew what it was for There can be no denying, that the wind'll

She's not cryin' anymore There's a smile upon her face A new love takes my place She used to cry when I'd come home late She couldn't buy the lies I told All she wanted was to be needed Someone that she could call her own The love I know I took for

Sitting out in the drive I’m getting used to you not being there At church on Sunday night I’m getting used to the radio playing Without you singing along It’s just a little hard on me But I’m getting used to that old truck of yours But I’ll never get

This is my legacy, legacy, here I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling There’s no guarantee, it’s not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy Tell me where to go, tell me what to do I'll be

Find a plane ticket, come right now South Beach, when the sun go down Soft streets for the sunroof down, soft streets for the sunroof down There's Gucci this, Gucci that She used to wear the Baby Phat Got a budget on yo' ass though So she let me bust it