Have you ever loved a woman So much you tremble in pain? So much it's a shame and a sin. And you know you can't leave her alone? And all the time you know She bears another man's name. But you just love that woman You just love that woman But all the

But I'm not close to perfect I'm not close to sane I'm not the one to worship And I'm not the one to blame But you made up your mind And put me on your stage Just take it all back I'm not the king of anything Can't take another second of this hell

'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care I'm only a fool for you Tell me pretty lies Look me in the face Tell me that you love me Even if it's fake 'Cause I don't fucking care, at all You've been out all night

Valentine, valentine I can take you out, oh-oh We can kill some time, stay home Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs await Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day It don't matter just as long as I get all you tonight I

I'm always lookin' for you Time and time again, I'm all alone Why do I pretend that I'm not cold I'm so cold, cold I'm so cold (I'm so cold) I wonder if the rain fallin' this heavily on my adversaries Why in a year, I bear witness to two obituaries

Come, take my hand Let us walk for a while Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For the peddlers of death Come calling one more time Bearing promises So called friends running loose Draining you whole

In my world, the day is no threat In my world, there is an absence of light "Genetic superior cell" controlled By fathomless and unbearable A radical new form of plastic and rage Biologically optimized But with a strangling pulse In your world, you find

My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

How much longer are you gonna pay For yesterday Sins of the father One more cross to bear Go on lose it in the city I am the crazy man Who lives inside your head But I think I'm breaking through the wall You are the innocent

What's troubling, Gus, is it nothing goes quiet? Is that what's troubling you, Gus, the mere mention of the name Used to be enough to make every bird stop singing What's troubling, Gus, you sound demented Is it because someone talked and she told me He