Take off your clothes Blow out the fire

 Hurtin' vibe, man, it hurts inside when I look you in yo eye

 I’m so sick of that same old love, my body's had enough

 And it's a pain that only we know
Oh and you lost all on your own

 It's too late, it's too late, am I too late?
Tell me now, am I running out of time?

 You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration

 Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.

 Święta będą u nas cały rok.
Wokół domu niepotrzebny płot.

 First you gonna say you ain't runnin' game
Thinkin' I'm believing every word

 In the dark
And I’m right on the middle mark

 W życiu piękne są tylko chwile.