t easy, I may not sing another 'Cause it's you that I love and it's true that I love, And it's love not given lightly, And I knew this was love and it
said she wouldn't sacrifice a life constructed on passion, A red device, To say she could be traded or bought, I know that it's a bankrupt thought, I
looks like an easy kill, Standing in Miami with a $100 bill, When I run, I'm caught standing still You're safe, secure, Well I wouldn't be so sure, Violence
But I don't know if I'll pick up the phone I cut that photo from a Marxist magazine, And I took my pens and added yellow, blue and green, I wish there was an easy
war I don't remember what I wanted you for I felt the air blowing through my need for you I looked ahead to someone new I tried to move but I stumbled on you I
I was born, I knew I was the shit I used to kick so much, I was born with a broken hip I had a twin brother, I used to battle day in But I was so sick
I'm barely thirteen, I pack dirty Old Russian firearm that shoots thirty Just then I hear the bus engine I'm transcending, I'm crowd surfing I can't see the time burning I
Cause I knew my options were either broke or the prison chains I can't do it I can't see it, look Damnit, I can't blow it I got a judge tellin me my
your lies, so take you poison silently. Let me be. Let me close my eyes. Don't talk, I'll believe it. Don't talk, listen to me instead, I know that
can we wait? I wouldn't hold you back. Suppose I was the clever one And words came easy to me I could say I was writing a song about you (you) and
my mind I know they will still live on and on But how do you thank someone who has taken you from crayons to perfume? It isn't easy but I'll try
conscience I'll be far out of your sight Counting all the things I have done And all the things I have said And they're oh so easy to forget I have to
do, do, do it) I've got it all but it's not enough I keep thinking "Boy I feel so rough This can't be me, I'm such a happy guy" I laugh a lot but I want
know that I ain't no dancer But there's gotta be a way to meet her So I just walked up to her and said Are you hot to trot? Well I knew I was looking
easy Don't want to annoy ya with my paranoia Now I'm doing the dance that is good for me Baby, baby, what's it gonna be? I ain't no Astaire, but I've
can't believe it, oh baby When are you coming home again? I've been foolish and I brought you down But I'll make it better, won't you hold me close I won't