Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your

Callous I've been stung by bees forfeited courage keeps me in need My soul simply won't bleed Coal blackened walls surround my scene hardened, And I need your soul in black, Trust you rape and left me to see my soul attacked it's innocence deaf And dumb

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

On the noose around your neck And I'll find strength in pain And I will change my ways I'll know my name as it's called again But I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke It's empty in the valley of your heart The sun, it rises slowly as you walk

It's just the lights coming on It's so easy to set off The molecules and the caplets They all have something against me Nothing I do makes me feel different This one's like your sister's best friends In a bath calling you to join them Can't avoid them

Ride it out You can always call me 'Cause all we ever do is love Girl, you ain't alone, we all been alone Baby just be honest (X-O) Don't you worry 'bout a thing Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron Blunts to your face, you don't wanna sing no more Lost

Like an animal, I still got love for you And I'm coming home, I'm coming home for you Hear me calling love, I'm calling out for you How long have I been on a hunt for you? No sound, of anything that I can do But I don't mind, I don't mind 'Cause there's

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

Here's another Sunday morning call Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for? And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel You take what you want