Fell in love with you and everything that you are Nothing I can do, I'm really crazy about you When you're next to me, it's just like heaven on earth You're heaven, you're heaven on earth Tell me that I'll always be the one that you want Don't know what

Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I talk to God I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding

Will live for you before I die But if I can I swear that I Maybe I said the right things wrong But one last shot was too far gone Maybe I pushed you way too far To pull you back from where you are Find my way home I’m out here on my own I’m giving it a

Tear down these walls for me It's not too late for me Stop me from going under You are the only one who knows I'm holding back To keep from sinking further I'm trying to find my way out

You and me are gone Winter's bitter song You and me are gone, gone away. Every time I see what's written on your mind I turn away and drop my guard Your high horse will be the leader of the blind Tender love and truth aside I'm in possession of so many

You are the hand that I reach for When I've lost my way You are the first star of evening The sun that warms my day Just as sure as i`m sure There`s a heaven This was meant to be

Why we always at war? What am I here for? 'Cause you know I really don't wanna be in the way Just wanna make you feel safe Let, let, let (let me in) Let, let (let me in) I don't know if it's worth it I'm walking on edge Barely scratching the surface

Liar, liar! Why on earth won't tell the truth? Can't nobody see the lie of you? We need to find a way... Well, we are who we are, and we're all going under When the past with the last and will last until under But at least I'll find, we'll all find out

Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I know that ain't fair, but I don't care The hottest, under the sun And you already know that pimpin' Hey it's Cash Money Records man A lawless game Baby, I'm me, so who

Holts are nearly always close to the sea Fallen boulders, old ruins, and cliffs All at the top of a sand crevice High above the sea A safe place for cubs We wait tense We're disappointed She leaves her sprint loaded by others of us The holts are evenly