Lyrics:
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey
Lil Nas X
The number one song on the Billboard Hot 100
"Call Me By Your Name," by Lil Nas X
I wanted fame and I wanted riches
Wanted happiness,
it goes like la-da-da, la-da-da-da-da by some guy named B.Right yea
I think that was his name, play that funky song
It's messed when they can't
Hold on this song has a little introduction to it
It's ain't supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way
It's a song about desperation,
it bad
The story of Mrs. Pierre is ten times as sad
Poor woman with twenty-two children
A duck, and two goats in the bin
She was gaily informed by
It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
'Peace
All of my heroes
Are lettin me down
I know every song by heart
I've been to every show in town
Well I got your new record
Looked for it all of over
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude,
of truth
When you opt for silence
Those swallowed by violence
Won't be there when it comes for you
Oh my friends
This ain't a sad song
Keep marchin'
Though
was always second best
And her tears rolled down
Somehow, her light burned out
A sad song is all she needs
to bring her right back to when
The big
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude,
Singing them sad up songs all night
We can say goodbye, just head home
But, if we're going to be alone
We should be alone together
Kissing over there
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey
and I'm petrified
This barrel is goin to crush my soul
I'm sick of hearing songs on Spotify
It's like the opposite of Rock & Roll
Down by the Jacaranda
Down
these shit songs
Iowa is plagued by the
Ones who wanna get grown
All these pussy ass rappers only do it
For the clout
All these pussy ass niggas
They
can't
New hater, new song
It's a pay advance
Tryna lay in France
Fifty thousand dollar mattress
Girl by my side wearin' Fenty Savage
Woah
Why is he
I ever get any rings
Jump to conclusions just like a spring
Right now I can say that I'm not glad
If this is the future, I'm sad
Littered by
This song is for you, you know who you are
I won't embarrass you for callin' out your name
You're here every night, several night of drinks
This shit, real serious not casual sport
Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts
And I'm speedin' through life wit my car in park
And even in the day
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my
You won't know me now
In the words of a sad song I keep sing but I know its oh so wrong
I said I'd never write a love song
different girls heart and writing sad songs
And I wish I could change and get out of this rain
But no matter where I run I can't escape all this pain
Every
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