[Intro: Priscilla Renea]
Seems like your heart stops workin'
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask
And take off your costume
And if anyone asks you're
Takin' a smoke break, you
Drinkin' some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doin'
Seems like the bus moves slower
Just 'cause you got somewhere to go, so
You take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks you've
Got a prescription, you
Got an addiction
Who do you think that you're foolin'?
[Chorus: Priscilla Renea]
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Uh
Errybody's addicted to somethin'
Errybody got a grip onto somethin'
Even if it's just to feel the response of a pill
Maybe once, maybe twice
Maybe hundreds of times, hundreds of times
Without it, it's just harder to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or somethin' to find
You struggle in your mind
And you tell yourself lie after lie
'Til you get to the point where it's no longer private
The people that you work with notice the signs
When you walk in the room it gets noticeably quiet
So you break up the silence
You say you've been at the gym
But the way that you look, can't blame on the diet
So what you hidin'?
[Chorus: Priscilla Renea]
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Yeah
I probably had too many things
Smashed too many freaks
Had too much to dro—, I mean, had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My girl broke up with me 'cause she walked in suddenly
With a woman up under me
I told her "Wait
It ain't what it look like
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me"
Well, at least I admit it
'Cause the worst you could do is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it
Well, I ain't no different, I love all the money, the fame and the parties with beautiful women
I spent so much time as a underground artist
'Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business
And what I'd become
But that what you'd judge you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn, when they pivot and change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life, I've been dyin' and wishin' to live and experience everything possible
When I told them my dreams, they just said they ain't logical, now I can see it, it's optical
[Chorus: Priscilla Renea]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
John Doe
I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
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