Just in from a night of pain, her hopeful evening turned to shame And collapsing she feels that she's the only one who's lonely She tried but she felt
it sting, it only hurts if you make it hurt If out of sight then it's out of mind, so why should they demand we stop it They're only lines on my face,
I want it to end but I'll come running back I wish it would end but I'll come running back I cannot let go of the thought of having you I cannot let
days of old are days of old There's not the taste of novelty, in my mouth it's gone from me While it's the end of a time it's the start of a new kind
if there's no one to say so Nothing is chic if the scenesters don't rave on, the world needs its trendsetters, Pushers of style, its confident strangers its new
Walked all over the rainy day and talked about how we're the same About alibis, excuses, shame how we hated love and must refrain I said let's wait the
You to me, to me, you're lying from the start to me, to me You're twisting up your heart on me, on me You're changing every week on me in what you seek
I get a bit mixed up, but I'll find my way next day Hurts the things I do, hurts my hope with you But stop saying those stupid words You're wanted, you
I had an argument today, someone didn't see my way But my way's not the one with sight you must know I've got no right to come here telling you you're
Go to everyone that you think you know and talk too much you talk too much oh And any time and any place you're always in a person's face but they don
You melt like ice in my glass 'cause I know that ice just cannot last And it's always been this way one piece of ice just melts into the rest That day
through There's some enemies he might have who may wanna blast you She stayed for a few years, that's until a few pairs convinced her to come and hang out around New Year
WOO! WOO! BREATHE! [Bridge] One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two
cant take the ayto (Nah!), point blank will open yea face, (Nah) Till I'm white like a baked patatoe And I'm not new at this, I'm on the jet, but aint
trademark And this year I just plan on pulling my face card Niggas constrating on keeping they face hard But I'm a fuck around and take away they face
told Benjamin franklin and two blacks wheel 4 My flow is real cold I ain't never been wacked And thanks to Bun-B and Pimp-C I got two gold plaques They
then let me fall Needed help from God, did he get my call Pulling out the lot, and he let me crawl Like Mafio, by the year two triple O I'ma come down
many motherfucking times I got to tell you niggas Y'all can't fuck around with us, it's the year two motherfucking triple o It's a new motherfucking