These are Innocent Thoughts of a Guilty Man, I swear that I'm trying and, I swear I'm not lying and, It's just hard to hold on to love when you have one hand, Tied behind your back, and you have your fingers crossed. You wanna tell her where you at, but you can't because you're lost. Lost in the city of angels where you watch the sun set, And then hit bars on Sunset where pretty girls ask you questions, About the life that you spend when you on set, And you trying to get her to undress out that pretty little sundress, The one with no bra showing, the one where her skin glowing, We both act like we not knowing where this whole shit going, Now this is just this moment try not to get attached to it, we just do it. We never slowing down this is steady movement. These are bad conclusions, these are all illusions, My mother asking me questions that I can't answer, I ain't figured out the cure to this life, single man cancer, Where all I do is hug models and ki
