a property condemned The sleeping hearts Never understand Can't hear the song until you dance We run with scissors in our hands Ooh, I can feel you
sea floor I've been waiting for you See less, be more Where you been? With a teenage head And the trouble you've bought If you slow down now Then you
I look for you, And we're hoping and we're choking, something borrowed, something blue. I get the feeling I could leave you on the interstate, I get
hey, now you learn your lesson. but you'll forget, you'll forget, when you're lonely, you'll forget, you'll forget, when you're lonely, you'll forget
so you can hear my speakers blow Hey, I like that shit you on, ya dig? And I got some shit I'ma put you on I'ma put you on that shit I be on It was
something sweet to keep You'll be old and bitter, wishing you were me Accompanied by crabs and other STD's Top it all off you'll catch Ben Lee's disease
in the area Hey, I like that shit you on, ya dig? And I got some shit I'ma put you on... I'ma put you on that shit I be on [Verse 3: Scarface] It