I promise you there's times I'm not so sad Some days the good will even out the bad I know I'm married to my problems It's always in my head And I'm destined for greatness or death Destined for greatness or death I need another drug Sickness is in season

Any man of mine better walk the line Better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time I need a man who knows, how the story goes He's gotta be a heartbeatin' fire breathin' Breathtakin' earthquakin' kind Any man of mine This is what a woman wants

Dream dream dream Like lovers do And it might come true Dream dream Baby it seems the time is never right You're goin' left and I'm goin' right But I'm still waiting If I play my cards right

Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling again If I could have it back All the time that we wasted I'd only waste it again You know I would love to waste it again Waste it again and again and again Well, I've got to ask Sometimes I can't

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No

If that's alright And that's alright You don't know anybody that could be so bad But if you did you'd be wonderin' where I'm at I'll bet that Well I'll be home when tomorrow morning Well that's alright Two thousand miles were still That's alright

'Cause you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of stars I'm gonna give you my heart I don't care, go on and tear me apart I don't care if you do, ooh 'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars I think I see you 'Cause you light up the path I think I

I fink u freeky and I like you a lot Jump motherfucker Jump motherfucker jump Motherfuckers get buzzed off the sparks that I bring Guess whose got the party jumping

High voltage rock 'n' roll High voltage, high voltage I said high Well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear And you ask me why I grow my hair And you ask me why I'm in a band I dig doin' one night stands And you want to see me do my thing All you gotta do

Whispering silence The subtle contradiction Compromise creeps in Forgetting who I once was Slowly changing Who I once was It was never one thing And too many to try to add up All because I had taken pride in my hidden lies