I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

Yeah-eah-eah-eah And I say yeah-eah They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want, if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like I'll tell

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and, oh, the night's so blue I know I stand in line until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me

Will a matchbox hold my clothes? But I woke up cold in hand Hey, sometimes I wonder, darling You know I haven't got so many You better pin'er up to your side Now, this tune should be easy for you to deal with All you gotta do is remember back home, You

I'm just second hand news When times go bad And let me do my stuff I'm just second hand news yeah When times go rough Won't you lay me down in tall grass I know there's nothing to say Someone has taken my place I know I got nothin' on you

For a second, I was in control I had it once, I lost it though And all along the fire below would rise And I wish you could have let me know What's really going on below I've lost you now, you let met go but one last time Tell me you love me, if you

But I'll never get over losing you Was a fool with my money And I lost every dime And the sun stopped shining And it rained all time Oh it did set me back some But I made it through But I never get over losing you Do you know how much mean to me

Gotta learn to love yourself Perfect girls ain't real They hide who they are inside Now, perfect girls ain't real They live a lie But it's always on your mind 'Cause you're all lying all the time Know that perfect girls ain't real Inside and out

And you know that in time you will find That they always come back, yeah they always come back We've all been played, we all get hurt Just take the pain and let that motherfucker burn They're all the same, they never learn So dig their grave, and let

You got the love (Who's got the love) But you've got the love I need to see me through And they all say Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air I know I can count on all of you Sometimes I feel like saying “Lord, I just don't care” You got