Westside in this motherfucker Westside in this motherfucker right here In this motherfucker right here Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor Tell me am I wrong, I

You left me here like a chalk outline On the sidewalk waiting for the rain to wash away, wash away You keep coming back to the scene of the crime But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway All you left behind is a chalk outline I've

It's hard, so hard, it's tearing out my heart It's hard letting you go It ain't no fun lying down to sleep And there ain't no secrets left for me to keep I wish the stars up in the sky Would all just call in sick And the clouds would take the moon out On

And if I cry two tears for her This shit's special That will be the most that I would give to her She left me stranded in my nightmares Taking pictures of my memories she right there Twisting on the blade in my heart, deep Always on my mind so I can't

And baby blue was the color of her eyes. Baby blue like the Colorado skies. Like a breath of spring, she came and left, And I still don't know why, So here's to you and whoever holds my baby blue tonight. She looked so much like a lady, but she was so

You're mean to me Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin'

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

You now I see Keeping everything inside (with you) Even when I close my eyes I'm with you And I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react You're still so distant, and I can't bring you back The way I feel Was promised by your face

Well, my left hand's free Well, your left hand's free Pick a petal eenie meenie miney moe And, flower, you're the chosen one And your right's in a grip With another left hand Watch his right hand slip Towards his gun, oh, no Hey, shady baby, I'm hot like

Down is the new up Topsy turvy town You crawled off and left us Is the new up Won't you be my girl? Get yourself together Let the light pour in Pour yourself a hot bath Pour yourself a drink