'Cause you know the truth hurts But secrets kill Can't help thinkin' that I love it still Still here, there must be something real 'Cause you know the good die young But so did this And so it must be better than I think it is Gimme those eyes, it's easy

Nothing's forever, nothing will be better In the love you're giving me Like it or not We were doomed from the start Better than you and me You know I'll be there But so unsure I just gotta have you I know that you're clean

I just want a life that seems a little better than a dream But I just can't seem to get on my feet So I gotta let go, gotta let go, gotta let go I'll hope someday that you will know I hope someday you'll understand (So I gotta let go) no one knows what

It'll take more than that to get to me More than that to get your way Wanna take me home, better be more convincing I know I ain't right for tempting you If I gave you a taste of what I do Just remember that I don't belong to you You gon' have to come

You know better babe, you know better babe Don't you hear me howling babe? Don't you hear me howling Than to look at it, look at it like that Than to talk to it, talk to it like that Don't give it a hand, offer it a soul Honey, make this easy Leave it to

Yeah, more than you know I just need to get it off my chest You should know that baby you're the best 'Cause it ain't over, until she sings I saw it coming, from miles away I better speak up if I got something to say You had your reasons, you had a few

You should know better than that And here we are, here we are, oh The one I, one I love And before you go on breaking my heart And I fall even deeper in love Here we are, here we are again Don't make it so hard for me to stay And my lungs screaming out

I found me a better man Better man who loved me Better that, better that Better than you ever could I get so out of control I don’t wanna know anymore You grease my pen but I done your cat He got me feeling so fine He thought the sun had to shine

Y'all niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know? Got that thang for your ass, you know? (I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna I'm gonna have to leave you) A Vet stylin' at Met Gala, tuna salad from La Scala

Oh, when you're cold I'll be there, hold you tight to me You think I'd leave your side, baby You know me better than that Think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees I wouldn't do that I'll tell you you're right when you're wrong And if only