(Can't fight)

When it comes to you and I

I can't fight it

When it comes to you and I

I can't fight it baby

(Fight it bab-)

When it comes to you and I

I can't fight it, baby

Gotta have sympathy for me

Gotta have sympathy

Even the demons make a wrong choice

Even the world makes a wrong choice

Even your girl made a wrong choice

Even my " boys" made a wrong choice

Don't gotta explain for all the haters I gotta give it all to pussy

Don't give it out, don't say too much, keep it on up

(Shh)

I'm about to teach you a couple things I'm about to show you wrong from right

I'm about to show you how to fight

I'ma show you how to get rich

I'ma show you how to cry

I'ma go easy on you

Even if I don't show you all the shit I told you I was gonna show you

You still have sympathy for me

Like you have sympathy for the devil

Wanna do the things you wanna do to me

Even if I write every wrong Would you play the song

Would you play along? Would you do it

You know you can go to the place that you wish you could

Yeah, would you go to the place that you know you shouldn't go?

Would you go?

Could you walk, could you walk, could you jump to the place that you know you shouldn't go?

I'll fight with a sword, with a gun?

And I'm fine, 'cause I'm fine, it is fine, let them come, let them come