Chorus: Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby. Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby.
Verse 1: I'm just out here chasing my dreams girl, But it's crazy cuz that dream cost me my dream girl Promise you I wouldn't change before I left, now I think leaving is the one thing I regret Cause the one thing I possess, it wasn't materials, wasn't checks, wasn't cars, wasn't clothes, or any part of success It was you, and without that in my life I'm depressed, you became the new drug I couldn't get And everytime you came over I was on some shit, either too fucked up, or bitchin about how you dress Even though I remember when you would lay with me when I ain't have a bed, buy me food and come with me up with some head You had me like a Dread locked down, but I wouldn't show it, instead got on that bus and left you blowin in the wind Shit and it's fucked up cuz every girl I'm with I see your face, now summers here and I'm sittin outside your place singin this shit
Chorus: Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby. Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby.
Verse 2: I never thought for a minute, if you showed me a picture of my life now, that you wouldn't be in it Took me a couple years to say I loved you, but I meant it when I said it, wasn't much of a romantic, but you get it Didn't really smoke, but when I rolled it up you hit it, and we lit it up, shotgun in our kisses And fuck these other bitches baby, fuck these other bitches in my bunk Staring up at all your pictures that you sent me on my birthday, remember that? cuz I couldn't forget it Like I forgot yours, but I'm sorry and I said it, I admit, I fucked up, and I lied, but this is true I don't know what home is because I'm lost without you, just like our favorite song, yeah blink 182 Now I just turn it off, when it comes on, I wish I hated you I used to have someone at 3am that I could call, now it just rings and I don't get nothing at all Where you at girl?
Voicemail: (Phones Rings)Come on pick up (Kells) Yeah hold on give me a minute. (Operator) "Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system" (Girl) Hi, Uhm, I'm not here right now, Please leave a message (Beep) (Kells) Damn..
Chorus: Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby. Oh these times are hard, yeah they're making us crazy, Don't give up on me baby.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
