This song goes out to my mother The one I love And the one I lost When it comes down to her Thinkin' about what my mother's done for me The love she's given me Makes it easy to do a song like this So this one's for you ma

Here comes forever girl Here comes that movie scene The one you think is so cliché That moment when we kissed By the lake pouring rain I ain't no superman I'm talking about starting out as friends I'm talking about real and not pretend I'm talking about

That could still be us Wish I could say it don't get to me but it does And I know I probably think about you way too much But that's because And it still is sometimes at night when my eyes are shut Wide awake staring at my phone Who's gonna give in

(In-fect-ion) As I reminisce (In-fect-ion) Just when I think that I've forgot you I hear that thug that we used to rock to Just When I think I'm gettin' on without you Somebody Passed and asked me about you Was in the back of the cab the other day

All that wasted time I wonder if you ever think about it like I do Seven kids on my two lane road After all this time it still feels so good When I think about those summer nights Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine Sipping on

I don't get down like that Girl, you know I got a girl I just don't get down like that Baby, you fine Baby you's a dime But I just don't get down like Since I found me my lady Thinkin' about cheating would be crazy When I'm single it don't really matter

But don't ask me what I think of you I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin I might not give the answer that you want me to Now, when I talked to God, I knew He'd understand He said, "Stick by my side and

Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin Now when I talk to God I think he'll understand Stick by me and I'll be your guiding

I used to think Stop thinking of you About what's real and true What can not be proven What can be assumed Once when I was younger In the bloom of youth I received an honest answer

When they talk about me they say I be tripping (yeah) What they say about me doesn't make me mad (nah, nah) I think they hating cause they see me when I'm rolling (yeah) Man, I can't help it that they really doing bad (nah, nah) Okay, alright (they sick)