no match for your mean old man I think it's time to roll Got one foot out the door Got one foot out the door Think I'm gonna fight him? Don
walkin' out the door Well, it's almost a quarter to four Sorry, I can't stay anymore I must be on my way It's my wedding day And I was just walkin' out
ne Ouen shinakya Nimaime butte mo yancha na crazy boys Ichimai uwate nan tatte pretty girls Ne~ Ganbatte...... Hold out Tokoton shinpai shitageru Hold out
There?s a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch, it?s bringing me out the dark Finally I can see you crystal clear Go head and sell me out
block What the track I gots to know Top jean's tatto cause I'm rock and roll Half black Half white Diamino Gane the money out the door Yo!! I'm runninc
you just waiting on the traffic jam to finish girl the things that we could do in twenty minutes girl say my name, say my name wear it out, its getting hot, crack a window, air it out
permanently (unh) Like how i wine when we dancing, I know how it happened And I'm right there wit you But I won't be the first to out myself out there
a fight a man (tonight) I'm a fight a man A man, on a m-a-a-a-aan A man, a man, on a m-a-a-a-aan Oh I'm still waiting, come through the door I'm killing
man (tonight) I'm a fight a man On a man, on a m-a-a-a-aan On a man, on a man, on a m-a-a-a-aan Ohhhh I'm still waiting, come through the door I'm
ever wanted But I got to let you go cuz' this love is... Haunted Haunted... Haunted Haunted I don't want to fight anymore Someone is walking out that door
with some other guy I can see him dying I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a
a lesson, it's unfair, you stole my vanity My tummy's up in knots so when I see you I get so hot My common sense is out the door, can't seem to find the
, let me Why don't you let me, let me Boy let me, let me Let me do those things for you I been watching you from way 'cross the room won't cha come and rock it out
'm not accepting another apology. Bridge After three years, I'ma let it go Can't stand around cryin' no more Got your bags packed sittin' by the door
a fight Id write a note and tear it up There are no words that could say enough I know I'm gonna hurt you when l walk out that door But I swear its
m not accepting another apology After 3 years, I'ma let it go can't stand around crying no more Got your bags packed sitting by the door I'ma leave your
(feat. Rupee) Rihanna, Rupee uh Warning, warning, The hurricane's coming So all you haters out there, yes you better start running Lock your doors