Because the night life It ain't no good life but it's my life When that ev'nin' sun goes down Yeah, you'll find me hangin' around Yeah, yeah, yeah listen to the blues Listen to what they're sayin' Oh, please listen to the blues Listen to the blues

Yeah, she's doing it all the time And now she's doing it all the time The straight lines, they unwind you She does a little thing with her eyes that says, "We're off soon" She says the bleeding's incidental 'cause she's so cool She said, "I'm no fun if

And I don't care what they say about you baby They don't know what you've been through Nobody knows the way that I know her, said She got a bad reputation Trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady Let me see what's underneath, all I need is

Letting everything go And then they say (hey) and then they say Now this would be a beautiful death Jumping out the window No one man should have all that power (21st century schizoid man) The clock's tickin', I just count the hours 'Til then, fuck that,

Get on your dancing shoes Hoping they're looking for you Sure you'll be rummaging through Yeah, but it's oh so absurd For you to say the first word The only reason that you came So what you scared for There's one thing on your mind Oh and the shit,

Yeah, we’re alright though She’s kinda hot though We are the kings and the queens of the new broken scene Yeah, she’s kinda hot though (One, two, three, four) They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not coming back’s

They say into your early life romance came And in this heart of yours burned a flame A flame that flickered one day and died away Then, with disillusion deep in your eyes You learned that fools in love soon grow wise The years have changed you, somehow I

You got me all wrong Don't you know the rumors? I heard about you And what you do They talk about, talk about you, boy They say that you're never gonna treat me right I know that your forever's only one night, one night They talk about, talk about me

This your favorite song When they put it on Girl I know you know it's all about you I ain't saying no names But you know what I'm saying I can tell it by the way that you move I bet you think this song is about you Got a room full of fly girls Got a

See the flick of my wrist What the fuck is that sound Now every time they play this song she say "this is my shit" And I know she know what's up baby this is my shit In my bag now, in my bag now Brought the mac out nigga sat down I got shit I never had