I know just a couple of things But I tied them together, rebuild some thoughts of my own I've my own good intentions, and I know I remember your face I remember you smiling Holding on as it slides away, as for love I'd like to let you know, the fact of the fiction is all gone Better the devil I know I wish I remember loving you (thanks for your love) In an old-fashioned way Don't I know that? Once said on stopping, no slow backs Out of the town, but can't go back The dancing rows empty, the doctor will fix you The sickness will let you go Don't I know that? Turn down my voice in the fore back Keep on stressing my row shack Think my way out of this cold of sack 'Cause still, I don't get any blow back Checking your fist 'cause nobody knows (nobody knows) Invert yourself When I was out of my lane cross Shine like rose I wasn't brosik 'cause I know that Where would I go if I go back? There's too many creatures that don't know how to act Oh, I hate to keep labelling on 'Til I know that The fact of the fiction been rolled back Don't go fishing through raw maps Oh, I know where we are It ain't, it ain't all that cool Don't I know that? They don't know how to act They don't know I'd like to show you facts of the fictions been rolled back They don't know They don't know The facts of the fictions been rolled back Rolled back Know The facts of the fictions been rolled back Damn, I show it all They don't know a thing