But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

Hallelujah, Hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Well, I heard there was a secret chord That David played to please the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well, it goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the

(Oh yeah, oh yeah) One love, one love, one love, one love She don't really care Oh yeah, oh yeah But she don't really care Diamonds in the air She grew up in Bronx She want them diamonds in her ear Watch your step brother

What are you doin' to me, what are you doin', huh? You just want attention, you don't want my heart Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start (What are you doin'?) 'Cause you knew that I,

Yeah, really from up in the house Really thumpers in the couch, really say what I'm about Off the block I made a whole onion Heavy hustle got the name buzzin' In the kitchen whippin' tryna gain something Fuck her threw her to my lame cousin Bitches know

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

Oh yeah, oh yeah Screaming oh yeah 'Cause baby we ain't going nowhere I'll leave it all behind To be with you tonight And everybody's screaming oh oh oh oh yeah I'll turn the music up Screaming oh yeah, yeah

You were one of those classic ones You're a legend in my own mind My middle name Traveling around this sun You were one of those classic ones, yeah I wish she knew you Now everybody knows

Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit Woke up rich, real bad bitch I've been going in, shout out to my wrist Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit, yeah I've been going in, shout out to my clique You can't keep up with me, I be going hard, yeah Need a

If you want And it’s out of luck Yeah, yeah, there ain’t nothing There ain’t nothing here for me There ain’t nothing here for me anymore But I don’t wanna be alone We could be runaways, running from