I'm waking up to ash and dustI wipe my brow and I sweat my rustI'm breathing in the chemicalsI'm breaking in, and shaping upThen checking out on the prison busThis…
What, what, what, what'cha say, Mister Clean?I'm flagging you down for a misdemeanor, nahIt must look different from your mezzanineYou got me, got me feeling out of touch, Hall and…
Hey, hey, hey, heyOh, oh, oh, ohHey, hey, hey, heyOh, ohYou can get real close, talking, you're talking nowUnderneath our clothes, pretend that we know it allShut off the lights,…
Feel you inching closer on the sofa, what you indicatingYou took off your jacket, now I think I'm hyperventilatingOohAnd I don't want you to think that I got a dirty…
I've been everywhereI've heard everythingBut still can't figure out what melody to singAin't no mountain highSomething, something lowOh, wait, that's from a song that you already knowWhy do I waste…
Remember that time inside our treehouseI was terrified we wouldn't make it outYou almost fainted when that snake appearedWhen your heart races, mine does out of fearNo one comes close…
Oh, so you do have a typeAnd it's not meOh, so you can replyJust to not meIf you wanted brown eyesI could've got contactsSo y'all are in Paris nowGuess it's…
Your eyesCrashin' into my eyesWas accidentally falling in loveYour wordsDidn't mean to heal the hurtWere coincidentally more than enoughAll these days I never thoughtThat I would need someone so muchWho…
I'm sorry, butDon't wanna talkI need a moment before I goIt's nothing personalI draw the blindsThey don't need to see my cry'Cause even if they understandThey don't understandSo then when…