know I'm impatientBite your tongue or I'll do it

days are comin', if no one told youI hate

friends call me a loser 'cause I'm still hanging

Keys:* = Unconfirmed Title˄ = Rumored song, unknown whether it's real

God, I'm strugglingSend me a prophecyPeople have been saying

meet you for dinner at the Italian place, it'sWhere

has a tramp stampA voice as soft as a

fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing,

fine, it's coolYou can say that we are nothing,

Chappell you wake up next to him in the

hard murderI know you'll forgive me one day (Day,

did a bad thing, a really bad thingI didn't

know you wanted me to stayBut I can't ignore

know you wanted me to stayBut I can't ignore

know you wanted me to stayBut I can't ignore

sixFive, six, seven, could be the one, or

this wrong or is it wrong?Spare me those sorrow

got antlers on my wallsBut I sure know

da-da-da I told you how much I think

not the sameSaturday’s a video gameMonday is mundaneTuesday hits