M-M-Murda I don’t need no, fraudsI don’t need no, drama when you callI don’t need no, fakeSoon as I wake up keep an eye out for the snakes, yeah ‘Cause I don’t need no, fraudI ادامه مطلب

… What you doin’, Papa?HiNo, uh-uh, say hiHi … Don’t you know I’m no good for you?I’ve learned to lose you, can’t afford toTore my shirt to stop you bleedin’But nothin’ ever stops you leavin’Quiet ادامه مطلب

‘Cause, baby, now we got bad bloodYou know it used to be mad loveSo take a look what you’ve done‘Cause baby, now we got bad blood (hey!) Now we got problemsAnd I don’t think we ادامه مطلب

I’m so glad you made time to see meHow’s life? Tell me, how’s your family?I haven’t seen them in a whileYou’ve been good, busier than everWe small talk, work and the weatherYour guard is up ادامه مطلب

Why would you wanna break a perfectly good heartWhy would you wanna take our love and tear it all apart nowWhy would you wanna make the very first scarWhy would you wanna break a perfectly ادامه مطلب

… People like you always want back the love they gave awayAnd people like me wanna believe you when you say you’ve changedThe more I think about it now, the less I knowAll I know ادامه مطلب

… I walked through the door with youThe air was coldBut something about it felt like home somehowAnd I, left my scarf there at your sister’s houseAnd you’ve still got it in your drawer even ادامه مطلب

When you think of all the late nightsLame fights over the phoneWake up in the mornin’ with someoneBut feelin’ aloneA heart is drawn around your nameIn someone’s handwriting, not mineWe’re sneakin’ out into townHoldin’ hands, ادامه مطلب

I blew things out of proportion, now you’re bluePut you in jail for something you didn’t doI pinned your hands behind your back, ohThought I had reason to attack, but no Fighting with a true ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]It feels like a perfect nightTo dress up like hipstersAnd make fun of our exesUh-uh, uh-uhIt feels like a perfect nightFor breakfast at midnightTo fall in love with strangersUh-uh, uh-uh [Pre-Chorus]YeahWe’re happy, free, confused ادامه مطلب

Salt air, and the rust on your doorI never needed anything moreWhispers of “Are you sure?”“Never have I ever before” But I can see us lost in the memoryAugust slipped away into a moment in ادامه مطلب

Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you’d callIt’s just a cruel existence like there’s no point hoping at allBaby, baby, I feel crazy, up all night, all night and every dayGive ادامه مطلب

Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort’s “Freaky Tales” (biatch)Having creepy visions of whiskey drinkingAnd envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwellsI know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she’s decalsBut ادامه مطلب

Yeah, it’s been a minuteThis probably should’ve happened a while agoFuck it, we’re here now though, let’s goYeah (man, what the fuck?), YoYo, Snoop (oh, man)Yo, let me see, let me see them buds (I ادامه مطلب