All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

Everybody knew we brought the party We were always getting something started Weren't worried 'bout the consequences I'm pretty sure they're still talking 'bout us I can't tell you everything but I'll tell you one They won't forget about us All our

They're coming for me Running from the madhouse, they won't take me back Got the medicines to give me what I need Yes I'm burning up but music is my drug Doesn't matter if I shout or if I scream Men in white coats, coats, getting so close, close I feel a

All your excuses, they're always in the way Do you think that I'm stupid, make a new one everyday But you can't lie, girl I ain't blind If love is just a game you play, well then you're losin' Always stayin' out late, get off at 8 But you come to door at

And it's beginning to get to me That I know more of the stars and sea Than I do of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out No one knows what this fight's about We

I'm just lookin' for some real friends (real friends) All they ever do is let me down Wonder where they're all hidin' out (hidin' out) Gotta get up out of this town No, I think I'll stay in tonight Skip the conversations and the "Oh, I'm fines" No, I'm

Full of things to look back on Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to

They won't touch me They won't catch me They won't break me You can't tell me I lose my head I close my eyes They're out ta get me I'm fucking innocent They're out to get me

Your sting red full stops my skin, dotted, scratch scratch, now I’m bleeding. Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings. There’s bears in the wood and they’re out to get me, And I’m safe from harm if I stay in this chalet. And hold me tight

I tell niggas to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' Yeah, it is what it is man Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a