Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down 'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful I was hopin' that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into And I know if I'm feelin' like

Leave the moment alone Don't lock the door on me You'd kill me, face down, dead Another part of you gone to waste Please hear me out You kill me face down dead Another day in the dark A growing sickness in the heart Distinctive lack of control

Do you know what it feels like Do you know? Loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away? (Do you know, do you know, do you know?) To be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed? (Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya) How can I

Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land See the people lock their doors While robbers laugh and steal Beggars watch and eat their meals-from garbage cans Broken glass is everywhere It's a

Step in my room 'cause I got a little something for you baby Yo, what's up baby? I don't see no sign on my door that says it's closed In my room and I know you're gonna like it baby Finally we're all alone so lock all the doors and unplug the phone I

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers

I'm making today a perfect day for you Making today a perfect day We're making today a perfect day You've never had a real birthday before Except, of course, the ones just spent outside my locked door So I'm here way too late to help you celebrate And be

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Your love to me, yeah Boy what will it be You've got to Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

Where did it all go? How fast things change, and now I'm here And all I wanna do Is go back to playing barbies in my room I wish that I could go back And I lock every single door And I look behind me even more They never say that you gotta grow up, quite