F@$* the red rag..
Ya'll nutters aint nothing but f**s...

I remember the first day I met you,
I thought man this is too good to be true...

We are together,
But I never see you...

I sit in your hospital room with you as you cry,
I wipe the tears that fall from your eyes...

You're always on my mind,
I think about you all the time...

Too many stereotypes,
Lazy teens...

Wheres the love...
That flys like a dove...

You see the same girl everyday,
Actin’ tough and so brave...

I am from Milliken,
Many little children...

Don't bother me..
I wont give you the key...

It makes me sad to look back on our relationship,
I snap back to reality and get a grip...

With my head on your lap,
Watching you take a little nap...