Only my way, my way, my way goes If you don't know how to treat a woman Close your eyes, ain't no point in looking Over here with the weak shit Get out of here with the weak shit You won't get nowhere with that No I don't want that back Don't want that

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Too many missed calls, too many texts I know that it won’t be long, yeah You’ll be like 'Babe, come over' I know how this goes, yeah Talk about you need closure Every time the weekend comes, yeah Damn, I wish I missed my ex Til you‘re gonna call my

You know how that shit go Runnin' through the 6 with my woes I was runnin' through the 6 with my woes Yeah, this that Oliver 40 Niko shit man, 15 Fort York shit ya know Boi-1da, what's poppin'? Countin' money you know how it goes Pray the real live

When you break up in a small town She would get down with somebody I know I guess that's just how it goes I see our friends and they put on a show Like they don't want me to know So they give me the go-around I swear it's like I can't even leave my house

There goes my baby (ooh girl look at you) Loving everything you do Ooh girl look at you You don't know how good it feels to call you my girl I've been waiting all day to wrap my hands Around your waist and kiss your face Wouldn't trade this feeling for

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Gracious goes the ghost of you And I will never forget the plans and the Silhouettes you drew here and Gracious goes the ghost of you, my dear How would you know? 'Cause you said ours were the lighthouse towers With just the memory of your face When

Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Would I use them to get back on track? To know how I'll go? Can I find it inside You live it or lie it! My lifestyle determines my deathstyle Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search