According To My Notes

According To My Notes

It's getting kinda late
And my rhyme's getting fake
As I'm drooling for another town
Graver to the lips
Boaster to the hip
Hurray for this breakdown
This car's curiosity
Is killing like incriminate accident of circumstance
Scratching up the eyes
The sleepless nights
Like a ravishing murder

This is the last thing I needed
But I guess that's a written rule
I'm in bed with the villains, working with the suits
And the rest is a creative wreck
This is such a sad investigation
But I can't seem to find a clue
And the ones that follow me
I don't wanna see 'em
That will never do

Open your heart, I can claim
All the things that you're trying to take from me
Gotta tell ya, ya got me right where you want me
Oh, I hate the way that you're making me beg
For the strength to get out of your way
Open up and your heart
Why oh why do you love me?

Why am I today still the dreams
Of temptation
And why am I not trying to feel it
Like I'm on the run
I think you got the wrong guy for these jobs
You're easily persuaded and you think I'm not
Just tell me, tell me
Cos it's killing me

Open your heart, I can claim
All the things that you're trying to take from me
Gotta tell ya, ya got me right where you want me
Oh, I hate the way that you're making me beg
For the strength to stay out of your way
Open up and your heart
Why oh why do you love me?

Next I got it slate
And my rhyme seems faint
And I'll be in other town
Between this on the lips
Maybe on the hips
And I hop up the break… down

Open your heart, I gotta claim
All the things you're trying to take from me
I gotta know: why oh why do you love me?