There's a crowd when I reach the lot,
I think somebody had finally tipped the cops
Fires are burning, somebody screams
And now we got a scene
But still you move right in
The pot boils over, an unwatched stove
A knife is hiding, by the open window
Smoke alarm evokes distress
And you Close your eyes
Let go of the hurt inside
You got a leg up
You’re moving backwards
Out of luck
Odds are stacked against you
Add it up, Use my calculator
Chalk it up , to your lack of A motivator
Just hear me out
I’ve got some tricks of my sleeve
Believe me
In the house that you almost lost
You say it’s lack of money, but at what cost?
You put your arms around and pull me in
What a tool I am
What a fool I been
The sky is so beautiful
The way it slips and slides
There’s a secret in the night
There’s a secret…listen
Hold the feeling and the feeling gets lame
I’m frank bout the story but not about the pain
I know its my fault if there’s someone to blame
But I close my eyes
To let go of the hurt inside
You got a leg up
You’re moving backwards
Out of luck
Odds are stacked against you
Add it up, Use my calculator
Chalk it up , to your lack of A motivator
Just hear me out
I’ve got some tricks of my sleeve
Believe Me