Why go home? Why go home, why go home, why go home, why go home What you taught me (why go home) She scratches a letter Into a wall made of stone Maybe someday Another child Won't feel as alone as she does It's been two years

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Martha, my dear Martha, my love Don't forget me When you find yourself in the thick of it Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you Though I spend my days in conversation, please Remember me Hold your head up, you silly girl

Man, what can I say? I was just another niggas from the town Tryin' to find a way to get paid Man, what can I say? (What?) Big body, 100 thousand dollar car I pull up in new one, every day I'm getting too much cake 'fore I save Made way more money than a

What a difference a day made Twenty-four little hours Brought the sun and the flowers Where there used to be rain My yesterday was blue, dear Today I'm a part of you, dear My lonely nights are through, dear Since you said you were mine Lord, what a

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

It’s where my demons hide This is my kingdom come When you feel my heat Look into my eyes Don’t get too close It’s dark inside No matter what we breed We still are made of greed When the days are cold

Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool What will they say Monday at school? Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery? We made a start, now we're apart There's nothing left for me Love has flown, all alone I sit and wonder why yi-yi-yi Oh why you left me, oh

A new day awaits me I wish I could believe in something bigger More than these trees, these winds, these oceans I wish I could believe what they tell me I saw, I saw, I saw my brother pack his bags and leave We made our goodbyes and now he is settled

You're dead and broken Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken Too many things I've never spoken I'm not feeling fine I never told you what to do I never made you a promise that you could hold me to That'll be the day you see me crying How many