Letras:
Close To Home Nothing Left To Show

was much smarter Lost myself to only find my love for you was only blind And nothing was left to show When there's nothing left to show There's nothing

I could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home

sober May or October, come right over Rub my shoulders, four leaf clover No gun holsters, get fucked wake up with a hangover Twelfth quarter nothing left

your mind She left me on the floor kept me on my knees just beging for a little more room was hot, like a fire buring better believe it girl, show me

to pay it any mind. It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king. No, nothin' ever would except

so alive, wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand, you know you left the girl with nothing but the, Sunrise through the window pane, where tired eyes will close

that I was cheating but babe not this time it is just your insecurity keeping messing with your mind You drive me away and there's nothing left to can

I don't know. No no no. No I don't know. So roll the soundtrack and dim the lights Cos I'm not going home tonight. This love scene has begun. There's nothing left

I was steamin like a demon as I drove home but it just goes to show not trying to bust your bubble but girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble so