Carry on, you won't miss me when I'm gone Won't hear the phone ring You won't hear me sing Yeah I'm guilty, guilty of everything I'll run away Cause
The nights grow cold I'm growing older Everyday you're gone Is more lonesome than the last one I've spent all this time Without you in my life And you
s all going off without you, Excuse me, too busy you're writing your tragedy, These mishaps, you bubble wrap, when you've no idea what you're like. So
Your kiss, your kiss will be the ultimate Your kiss, your kiss You walked in Indie rock used to be dirty pop Could you be everything; My rise and my
s the only way that I know how to feel Maybe it's a phase Maybe I'll break out of it someday Maybe this is just my twisted fate I always feel like everything
Whenever you go, then i'll be waiting Whenever the loneliness you're hating Whenever you say you wish you never left i say I'll say I told you so I told
she said "I'm here with my friends" She got me thinking, and that's when I said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls
You know that East Coast girls Always say what we mean And shy Southern boys Often don't say a thing But opposites attract And you were drawn to me And
head You got a hole in your head, girl (Repeat 3x) (Rihanna) No use, your lips keep movin' but I got a Couple screws Loose, Them other boys Talkin'
Like voila, you do it right, he just might buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.O.B play the guitar Now here you are with your girls
This is life before you know who you're gonna be Fifteen You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail And soon enough you're best friends Laughing at the other girls
sucking on a silver spoon Another gold card purchase This daddy's girl thinks the whole world Revolves around her like the moon Each day's her film premiere Where all the boys
your fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything And our girls are blackbirds ridin' with they Dillingers I'd get more in depth if you boys
even fight her hunger She a get it girl, watch her do her thang What she's got, she got from her mother She super straight body shaped like no other
girl! (work) C'MON NOW!! [Verse: Pharrell Williams] I'm sitting on your Louie bag, now you're braining it Lookin like your little sister came that painted
something like a fetus, I'm not quite kidd'n and theres something you aint seeing like I block your vision like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like
talkin' 'bout Whodini And also the force MD, you treated a brother real cool Back in the day, an' I ain't forgot that you know What I'm sayin', all those other rappers Were treatin me like
the disco I liked how that shit was goin' down Dreamt about ripping the mic with my own sound So I tried to write rhymes somethin' like them My boys said
