This kid's not alright You You can follow them to hell This kid's not alright (you can follow them to hell) But this kid's not alright (I still don't know what I'm doing) Troubles coming for the freeman We shake them shaken with the free hand So stand tall,

I don't know what love is But I think I must have it bad Yeah, you know I don't know what love is people Whoa, but I think I must have it bad Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble But whatever it is, it's enough to drive old B. mad They

You're more than a friend You You're more than a friend, eh eh We always keep things open We always keep things open end But now I find I'm hoping And while the world keeps turning And while the world turns around again Guess now I find I'm hoping But you you're

I feel the way you you would Suddenly, you were gone From all the lives you you left your mark upon How we talked and drank into the misty dawn I hear the voices We ran by the water on the wet summer lawn I see the footprints Tried to believe but you you know it's

Won't you you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You You and me were

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,

Talk is cheap, my darling When you you're feeling right at home I wanna make you you move with confidence I wanna be with you you alone Said help me help you you start it You You're too comfortable to know Throwing out those words Oh, you gotta feel it on your own You You're a

Forever, ever, ever Forever, ever, ever (ever) Double your pleasure Double your fun And dance forever ever ever Forever on the dance floor Hey, hey, forever It's like I waited my whole life 'Cause we only got one night

I won't pick up the phone And you you can tell me that you you're sorry But I don't believe you you baby You You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

I've got my hands on a miracle Hands on a miracle Believe it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way Let you you take it away Crazy but I believe this time Begging for sweet relief A blessing in disguise Dying behind these tired eyes