So I knew you were fakin?About your dreams

Cause when you?e wakin?Everything? what it seems



I know you got roses

You wanta throw on my grave

But all the time you

You can? seem [to ?]



Oh, doesn? it hurt

To see me reachin?Words and excuses lame

While it? time for leavin?

So mama don? hit the fruit jar

I? rather see ya hit me

Just cause you go too far

And I