home girls Better go on girl Now baby think about it Everything we gonna do they gonna read about it Put it on the radio and TV outlet Do you wanna see
Now baby think about it (think about it) Everything we do they gonna read about it (read about it) Put it on a radio and TV outlet Do you want to see
on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it, like it (Na-na-na) come on Come on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it, like it
uh oh oh [Bridge:] Now this is the sound of a broken heart It's only one reason why we're apart She never would've made it to your car If it wasn't for
It To His Head Get It Over With I Don't Wanna Do This [Royalty:] Baby Why'd You Do It To Me, I Never Did It To You, I Know U Cheating On Me, I Never
I Might As Well Take A Gun And Put It To His Head Get It Over With I Don't Wanna Do This [Rihanna:] I Don't Wanna Do This Anymore I Don't Wanna Be The
You know you can do it All you need Is your own imagination So use it That's what it's for (That's what it's for) Go inside For your Finest inspiration
m with you your watchin' my every move tryin' to pick up on some clues or we play twenty questions everytime I walk in or out the door what do you bother for (what do
asking for his shoes, (just leaving outt he blue) no explanation, no actual location just watching him pacing (wonder who he's stressing) little conversation, leavin' no debation, he left the door
keys to the 20 inch rim ride with the TVs in it You don't need it, beat it, it's mine Kiss my ass like your heart was in it (stupid ass) Keep stickin
... It wasn't me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows Put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought And head for the door Outside
Across a dry expanse we go And you know I can?t do much more Than walking out that door And make for home tomorrow Halfway through the door But when
I thought that it was you The things you saw me do They were true Little did I know You found me in your joy And there was I, a little boy My shadows
of us Who are travelling by trap-doors Our souls are a myriad of wars And I'm losing everyone It will make my last breath pass out at dawn It will make
It wasn't me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows Put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought And head for the door Outside on
door where you stand. Your eyes are filing sleep while your mouth makes your demands. You laugh at every word, trying hard to be cute. I almost feel sorry for what I'm gonna do
one sleeps until we get this shit out on the shelves. It's late, I'm faltering. but this time I got nothing to say besides... DO DO DO, DO DO DO
running for the door, Just when things will come back around, It's too late for them, they're heading straight for a meltdown, I'm not a part of your cliche, Give it