| Lyric | Artist | Song |
| Everyone knows about it from the Queen of England to the hounds of hell | |
| She's got eyes of the bluest skyes, as if they thought of rain | |
| I'll get him hot, show him what I got | |
| Just prayed to a God that I don't believe in | |
| Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor | |
| Right at the borderline is where I'm gonna wait for you | |
| The silence isn't so bad, til I look at my hands and feel sad | |
| Have you ever fed a lover with just your hand | |
| 'Scuse me, while I kiss the sky | |
| It's close to midnight, and somethin evil's lurkin in the dark | |
| | Lyric | Artist | Song |
| Did someone break your heart inside; your in ruins | |
| And if the real thing don't do the trick, you better make up something quick | |
| Just in time; I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me | |
| Tonight I'ma let it be fire; tonight I'ma let you take me higher | |
| If you fall for me, I'm not easy to please | |
| Becuase I'm easy come, easy go; little high, little low | |
| But when I get home to you, I find the things that you do will make me feel alright | |
| Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit | |
| Just don't give up, I'm workin it out | |
| But according to me, you're stupid, you're useless, you can't do anything right | |
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