Sometimes it's gonna be days like this Sometimes it's gonna be rain like this Sometimes you're gonna feel pain like this Sometimes you gotta work hard
Pretty brown eyes Is it a crime to want that old thing back? Can it be wrong to miss the way you used to kiss me? Back in the day, back to the way you
Most people say, they think, huh, well Why don't you get to know me Don't be afraid to touch I know you think I'm a good girl Don't you think a girl
Hey Wait a minute Hey I said ?Baby, I love the way that you hold me And you touch me like you know me See I don't want nobody else? And I, I'm 'bout
Oh, been tryin' to let it go Tryin' to keep my eyes closed Tryin' to keep it just like before The times we never even thought to speak Don't wanna tell
I can see it in your eyes you don't love me and though you tried to hide hide it from me I know i can see the truth so easy to love you in the
Love, lust, that first kiss, These are the things no one wants to miss, Time, lies, fast us still, But tell me if it's real! Cause I know a place where
My head is clear, I'm so survivin' 'Cause you're not here but I'm not cryin', no I finally got my swag back So I don't need that broken heart no more
I can't stop thinking about what we once had together I know the reason is that our love was meant forever But now my life is shared with someone other
I'm coming out I'm coming I'm coming out I'm coming out I'm coming out I'm coming out I'm coming out I want the world to know Got to let it show I'
How can we make it, love, when I don't trust? How can we make it, love? How can we make it, love, when I don't trust you? We need more than love 'Cause
Now it's just a memory and it's hard to think Hard to think about it 'Bout the love I left behind, I can't help but think What could I have done about
You make me feel real good And it's too good to be true 'Cause I can't seem to get enough I'd do anything just to have your love I can't get away from
fall imagine how crazy that'll be America (America, America) America (America, this is not what you think it is) America (America, this is not what you think it is) America
[Chorus: Amerie singing] The rest of my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just 'cause
Yeah and I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money
Movin' to the country Gonna eat a lot of peaches Movin' to the country Gonna eat me a lot of peaches Movin' to the country Gonna eat a lot of peaches
I work a forty hour week and I earn my keep And I try to walk proud and tall I keep my nose to the ground, I don't get behind And I don't back up at all