You found me When no one else was lookin' All of my confusion The ups and the downs And you still didn't leave I guess that you saw what nobody could see How did you know just where I would be? Yeah, you broke through I can't believe

Or is this a vision in my mind? I'm not one who make believes I know that leaves are green I know just what I say Today's not yesterday And all things have an ending But what I'd like to know Is could a place like this exist so beautiful People hand in

That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? But she talking in, and she needs to quit But never this, all I know she's not mine 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl

How do we get back to love? Baby, back to love Tired of all these wars, dwelling in the past Searching for the honesty in all that jazz What are we here for, what are we doing? Last time I checked, thought it was screwin' Girl, and when I think of me and

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh oh Darling, just hold on ‪What do you do when a chapter ends?‬ ‪Do you close the book and never read it again?‬ ‪Where do you go when your story's done?‬ ‪You can be who you were or who you'll become ‪The sun goes down and it comes

I think I'm in love Think I'm in love But it makes me kinda nervous to say so Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile She doesn't know what happens when she's around I really think I better get a hold

You've been growing up You've been growing on Further away from us now And everything below you dies The same fool in the same game My father he told me what goes around Comes, comes around again The faces you see on the way up Are those on the way back

What I would give to sleep my life away I'd never feel alone again And yet it's still the same when I'm dreaming Cause at the end of the day it's just me in my own head What's the point of existence With this incurable sickness Just show me the door Give

Stop don't stop don't stop Giving me things Laughing about it Stop don't stop don't stop I said Walk little walk Small talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street two streets I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings

Passion is sometimes a fucked up thing for me I think I owe you an apology Somehow you bring the violence out in me I'm just a shell of what I used to be The little things you do Prey for me (Prey for me) I think I owe you an apology, (Prey for me) I'm