lost cause//

Be my baby Be my girl Have my baby Have my girl Running crazy Around your suburbs Yea, yea, yea... There's a bounty On my neck If they catch me They get a check Never give them No respect Because all authority Have told me You're just a lost cause I know how people like you end up And if i die young I was born with a target on my Head With a target on my head Wrong time Pulling on the right skirt Dreaming bout some diamonds Reflecting a black heart Trigger finger rest on Button that say restart Hard to take control When You're driving the motions Paranoia is killing me And that's without you walking on and off of me We were laying on the blacktop Felt just like a droptop Looking at the stars she Told to go kick rocks You're just a lost cause (She said) "I know how people like you end up" And if i die young I was born with a target on my Head With a target on my head