This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home I ain't got a home I'll forever roam Running with the streetlights, Laughing in the grave He swears he's gonna give it up, it's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there when you're all alone, thinkin'

I ain't gonna get dressed up, just to be your clown Ain't gonna paint this pretty face, like you paint the town I ain't wastin' good mascara, just to watch it runnin' down I could spend an hour on my makeup and my hair Shoes to tall, dress to small, and

Welcome to our family time Welcome to our brotherly time This is the best of all Ya know the best of all We're happy for given an taken to the friends we're makin' There is nothing we won't do Welcome to our happy to be time We're here to share it all

This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks Welcome to the club Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb Every weekend with your friends Every weekday when it ends Damn it's all good, I guess Round and round and

(I'll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart (Seek me) for comfort (Call me) for solace (Seek me, call me, I'll be waiting) This distance This disillusion I cling to memories While falling

We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends Besides, we've got such good fashion sense We're only good for the latest trend It's just past 8 and I'm feeling young and reckless The ribbon on my wrist says, "do not open before Christmas"

It's alright, yes it's alright Told you once about your friends and neighbors They were always seeking but they'll never find it Where to go and where to see It's always been this way and it can never be Give it all and ask no return And very soon you'll

You can fight this all you want, I surrender every dream, Every weapon you've got, Every secret that I keep, You surrender your heart, But tonight belongs to me But tonight belongs to me, Everyone's a passenger tonight, Just another accidental on the

Look nigga, I've been this way Since them niggas loaded up them shotgun shells And shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face Fuck niggas talkin', my teachers called me a disgrace Had to pull up on 'em last weekend in the big Wraith I sold work on sick

No we don't have a lot of money Just as free Free as we'll ever be So we live out in our old van Travel all across this land We'll end up hand in hand Somewhere down on the sand