Oh, sunny days She keeps on praying Oh, oh, ooh Lift me when I'm down No more butterflies 'cause they don't never last Stolen from the light by demons of the past It's always raining Break you through the clouds She woke up in the morning

Ain't got time for no hoes, I been on some other shit Tryna get my mother rich, tryna get my brothers rich Last night I didn't come home, my bitch probably think I was cheating She don't even know, I was sleepin' on the low They tryna ride my wave, I had

I flee the scene like it was my last ride You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time You can't see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy It's like I'm in the

I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle Use the Man I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand I heard somebody fixed today There was no last goodbyes to say His

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

She's the last of the American girls She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization She's a natural disaster She is

It's gonna be OK When every star falls from the sky And every last heart in the world breaks When every ship is going down I don't fear nothing when I hear you say When I find myself in the middle, in the middle, in the middle Could you love me more,

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey My tapeworm tells me what to do My tapeworm tells me where to go When you, do come out But I cannot grow Till you eat the last of me Oh when will I be free

Oh darling, I know what you're going through. The last time you came through, Does your husband know? Does he know? Does your husband know the way that The sunshine gleams from your wedding band? Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?

Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to survive? All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate Are the liberators here, do I hope or do I