That's why I'm thru with love. I'm thru with love, I'll never fall again again. Said I do to love, Don't ever call again again. For I must have you I've locked my heart. I keep my feelings there.

Be with you, be with you Baby, I can't be with you Still in love with you When I'm still in love with you 'Cause you're not here, you're not here Na na na na Lying in my bed again again And I cry 'cause you're not here Crying in my head again again

Walk away now and you're gonna start a war Whatever went away, I?ll get it over now I?ll get money, I?ll get funny again again We expected something, something better than before We expected something more Do you really think you can just put it in a safe

Without sin I can't make religion As without sin there's no whoredom And when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again again ("...Every world has its space Every life has its time Every mass has its god Every god has his guillotine... ") To

I used to think I might be wrong Let's go down the waterfall What would I do? Nothing at all I could have sworn I saw a light coming on There was no future left at all Start again again begin again again

'Neath the neon cross and a string of Christmas lights It's good to be back again again, oh, me and my old friends Jesus and Elvis, painted on velvet Hanging at the bar here every night Lola built this joint in sixty-seven And her boy went out to fight on

Oh no, oh no, you don't Nothing left within, I've been mined Hell and back again again, subterranean I've been digging in down inside I will start again again, subterranean What do you know, how low the sky I know damn well you don't Oh no, you don't But the truth

And get back up again again Love is this, this is love Can you see me, oh This is why we do it This is worth the pain This is where we fall down This is where the heart lies This is from above Love is why we do it

And you don't really wanna fuck with me Only nigga that I trust is me Fuck around and make me bust this heat That's the devil, they always wanna dance Yeah, what up, Detroit? Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't They didn't do it again again (What-what, you what?)

I'm sorry for partying and Bacardi'n What's happenin' in the back yard again again It started with a couple friends and some dude in a cardigan Came rollin' in at 3 am I don't know when it's gonna end So for now, I'm sorry for... woah Partying, partying...