There\'s something broken in him, there\'s silence in his presence.
A hint of innocence in his smile and sadness in his eyes,
He seems like he found and somehow lost the light.
He looks like he loved and lost at the same time.
There\'s art in his eyes, hope in his lies,
He thinks with that thing he keeps between his thighs.
He has this dizzy look, maybe from all the drugs.
He dances to the music no one hears at night.
But damn he\'s got that lazy love,
The type that seems to keep me up at night.
The type that drives me crazy thinking I\'m alright.
He\'s got me thinking maybe I\'m not worth a fight.
Jah