Sixteen with no direction Twenty-five, with no way out Not a chance you'll ever make it Our feet are barely off the ground But I can take a punch like
I hope you never write Are you ever wrong? It's the story of your life. (Or is that the TV on?) Do you hear this song, playing on the stereo? Figured
Your giving up after all that?s said and done I'm begging you to change your mind forever you will be someone in my eyes. And darling forgiveness starts
Did your heart stop beating when you heard the news, of her lies and infidelities in the back room Our house is something sacred that I burned to the
We're dressing up to please the scene, and selling out so you can sing along Our faces cover magazines We might last long with the make-up on But open
Sitting at an empty bar. Alone to think about exactly who you are. From beds to little rooms to buildings in the city. The bottles empty and tonight
Tonight, the world screams passed our window Another 15 hours to go Headlights and statelines are all that we know The sun is breaking over the horizon
These days im over this and all the game your playing. Can you say something I haven?t heard before. Wasting time. I know you can?t change enough to
I opened my eyes to the morning and watched the sunrise from your room. You were sleeping sound as I lie next to you. I had to wake you for a moment
to get close to you Like it's the last time, it's the last time That I'll ever get, I'll ever get to Baby, we can get away Trade the east coast for the
Can we get back to the Place that we have started I plan to get a way a little while And we both can get back and have our way with one another And talk
She puts on the dress that he took of the night before, The summers through the main event of bottles on the floor, And when the head starts swelling
So this is it: A black eye or a broken heart. In this chess game, It?s my chance to move. Far from all disaster, And far from queens like you. I'm
A perfect day, for losing friends to industry So how'd we get so tangled up in you? It's safe to say you've lost your faith in me But I won't turn my
We're growing up and getting by Scared we might not make it out alive The clock is running out but there's still time Your life is on the line It's either
This conversations way to tired, For getting bored your wasting my time, I thought you had so much potential, And I could read your mind, a capital that
got me From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga Got twenty 'round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga From the east, to
