I drove nice cars, I got a nice house. But now I'm steady missing you like a strikeout
I've seen it all before. Now that it's over I shoulda known better than to think this was real and you could be mine.
Imma kill it I promise this, I know you mad.
If you sell your soul to the devil, you get more grain.
Living life from a whole different angle. Only see the road through the wings of an angel.
Wish you would learn to love people and use things and not the other way around