Pushing me away Ya push, push, pushing me away Every last word, every single thing you say Try to stop me now, but it's already too late If you really don't care, then say it to my face You push, push, you're pushing me away Push, push, pushing me away

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

But we don't go outside anymore The radio blasts hysteria While the television's sideways on the floor We're mourning in the streets of Amerika Mourning in the streets of Amerika Stand by to switch on We fire out all pistons We're singing along But no

Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break It was never about the songs, it

They laughed at me wanting you But all you came through Ho, ho, ho! Who's got the last laugh now? They all laughed at Christopher Columbus When he said "The world was round" They all laughed when Edison recorded sound They all laughed at Wilbur and his

And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like

Bittersweet goodbye and one last kiss Cry while you watch me bleeding It's safe to say that ignorance is bliss I cant believe it's come to this Fear the lives we're leading Open your eyes, what have you done? I've been back, forth stuck yet spun Too

This is the last song (This is the last song) That I will dedicate to you This is the last song You're pushing I made my peace I will never name again

We be all night, love, love Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby? I want you, na na Can't keep your eyes off my fatty We woke up in the kitchen saying "How the hell did this shit happen?" Oh baby, drunk in love we be all night Last thing I remember

Young nigga, I got old cash, spazzing on they ass I got Prada on my ho ass, got my last one mad Pop a nigga like a damn tag, shopping on they ass I just bought a new old Jag, yeah, it's so fast Smoking flocka, you a jackass, all I smoke is gas Don't you