I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me. Promise to always give you me, the real me.

You got your guards up, I do too, there's things we might discover. Cause you got a past and I do too, we're perfect for each other.

I don't talk to the groupies. I talk to nice, upstanding women. The groupies don't get my attention. It's the women that I like.

Lately I been drinking like there's a message in a bottle

Haters will broadcast your failure, but whisper your success.

If you sell your soul to the devil, you get more grain.

I heard you good with them soft lips.. Yeah you know word of mouth.