U dont care about youself u dont care about youself ... u dont care about your things cause u dont care about yourself love dont cost a thing open
I play, you 're always on my mind you can love me more my love don't want to die......
I woke up dead today And what's worse, I didn't care I just laid there and waited for the feeling to return But the feeling never returned It's a fear
It's a life, working lanes with his wife Hand in hand, they both work at the alley With an arcade in the back Where the young are the restless on the
She invites me to a closet The night glows in her eyes And I know now what she wanted She'd been hinting it all this time And I don't mean to scare you
December snapshots, entire list Endless new years, every day I kiss the empty with memories The naked sky timeless holds me alone, I'll wait Violent
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around
I sit here patiently, I'm waiting for another pose Looking straight at the camera But she doesn't know what it's for But she smiles anyway She starts
The projector's on, these lights are off We're teaching the colors in classrooms As the interest was lost Her career's been put in perspective today Is
One more set baby, you'll survive Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye They're all here to see you tonight Such expectations impress the writers
I don't know why they call us Park Ave Does anybody park here, anyone but me?
She sits and stares into her mixed drink Telling everyone she's right, well, she's right I've tried enough on getting over this Just to end up in this
waiting in the street light on 8th avenue You'd slip into my car And we'd drive down past the fence You and me in Shriner's Park Trying to make some sense
mind I wanna be what you need and more Just tell me what you like Girl, are you hungry let me cook for you My place is near, just right out Park Avenue
execute like Cockins My flow pipin' hot scorchin', proceed with caution Murder any MC, ya soul is lost when I'm ridin' with them Bone Thugs Black Glocks and chrome slugs Parked
poor Notice that it's "unity" in "opportunity" Make a lil' cash, now the block is screwin me Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin me Guess they wanna see me park
But I still got my health, so what do I care? By fashion and foppery, I'm never discussed Attending the opry, my box would be a bust I never shall have that Park Avenue
endless Endless, endless, endless, endless Parks, hotels and palaces Europe endless Parks, hotels and palaces Europe endless Promenades and avenues