Fall to the floor board the cold sore on your face is getting sore so just burn it off In a fight with your best friend they said they're leaving
Well you've got everthing that you could possilby need. You've got your fast red car. You've got your lines of speed. You've got an office of your own
How you been, boy you're lookin' good Are you still livin' down in Birmingham Funny how things didn't turn out Like we thought they would Now here we
Yeah ! Feeling uneasy definitely ugly And it makes feel guilty Don't you feel sorry In between polarity My arms believe me courteous completely Isn't
How long until You defend Your name and set the record right? How far will You allow the human race to run and hide? Yeah And how much can You tolerate
I take a look into my heart Filled by days of remorse I want to feel you But I can't touch you I'm lost in devotion A love that suffers A love like hate
Chorus x2 I know you think I'm young and naive But you gotta trust in me To be strong and responsible 'Cause I think I?m in love Solange: Don't try
That's the way of the world What you waiting for? She has to be loved Everybody needs somebody Tell me secrets Tell me your secret Tell me what it's
Tell Me Secrets Tell Me Your Secret Tell Me What It's All To Feel Tell Me 'bout Reality Tell Me Secrets Tell Me Sweet Secrets What Do You Know What Do
I'm not saying it was your fault Although you could have done more Oh, you're so naive yet so How could this be done? Your such a smiling sweetheart
Hey man, want to try Wanna by that guy that I hate Hey man, want to front some shit Wanna claim your it And be insane It's not about you It's all
Is this it? Are we done? Must we carry on? Like such fools, shameless fools Is it finally over? Why when I call Must it take so long? Many weeks, sometimes
Is that all America? Bad television, living in denial, I know 'Cause I don't wanna know Wanna run, wanna fly Let my illusions take me through the night
Is this it, are we done? Must we carry on? Like such fools shameless fools Is it finally over? Why when I call must you take so long? Maybe weeks sometimes
Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me around I feel numb, burn with a weak heart Guess I must be having fun The less we say about it the
The drama, detention, suspension of disbelief The constant attention offers you no relief Your pain is not special, sentence is soaked in deceit It's
watch yourself... here it comes... aaaaah... try to run and you try to hide, hide your face in the other side sycophantic or paranoid? suck on the milk
I'm not saying its your fault Although you could have done more Oh you're so naive yet so How could this been done By such a smiling sweetheart. Ohh and