| All this time spent by myself
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| And I got nowhere to be
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| We tread too closely to that line
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| And she asks me 'what are we?'
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| I don’t want you to leave right now
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| But I’m not sure I can stay
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| She asked me if it’s real or not
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| And I don’t know what to say, what to say
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| Talk bout you and I
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| Are you down to come along for this ride
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| Cookin heat I don’t put on no suit and tie
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| Everyday I work don’t got no 9 to 5 (self-employed)
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| Are you tryin to see the world from a van? |
| (tour the country)
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| Can you stay secure when I’m around my fans? |
| (Don't be jealous)
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| Are you down with stayin in to save these bands? |
| (stack it save it)
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| Well if not, I don’t think I can be your man
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| I don’t think the values we hold
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| Are really all that compatible
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| But the way that your body shaped
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| Make me act like an animal
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| Plannin on just abandoning my conscience
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| Catchin these feelings until I wonder where the time went
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| I know you ain’t right for me
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| But in spite of that
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| Every time I close my eyes
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| You always stay on my mind
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| It isn’t fair to you I gotta walk away
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| I guess I should’ve known it’d go this way
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| All this time spent by myself
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| And I got nowhere to be
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| We tread too closely to that line
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| And she asks me 'what are we?'
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| I don’t want you to leave right now
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| But I’m not sure I can stay
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| She asked me if it’s real or not
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| And I don’t know what to say, what to say
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| (Verse 2: Jet)
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| My dream girl broke my heart about a week ago
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| I didn’t put it out there cause its on a need to know
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| See I’mma always get lonely when I hit the road
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| And I’mma always feel like I should’ve given you way more
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| But that’s just how it goes
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| Maybe she gon' hear the record
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| Maybe she just won’t
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| I’ve been by myself and spent some time all alone
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| Maybe it could work but right now it just won’t
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| And that’s a hard pill to swallow
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| Music’s movin fast from the songs that I model
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| In a past life I would’ve turned to the bottle
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| Keep my head on straight and keep my foot on the throttle
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| Lie and say it doesn’t hurt
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| Real pain but a lesson learned
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| Self inflicted maybe that rings true
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| Cause I really did, I fell in love with you
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| All this time spent by myself
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| And I got nowhere to be
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| We tread too closely to that line
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| And she asks me 'what are we?'
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| I don’t want you to leave right now
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| But I’m not sure I can stay
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| She asked me if it’s real or not
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| And I don’t know what to say, what to say |