Tell me you, tell me you do Tell me you don't Tell me you will Then tell me you won't Help me understand you love Tell me what you want So I can understand your love Can't take it

Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty holding your hand Walk my way and a thousand violins began to play Or it might be the sound of your hello This music I hear I get

It's sorrow that feeds your lies Hatred fuels my blood I'll burn ya down (You can't help me) One king to watch the horsemen fall I'll fight 'til the end (I won't help you) Now I can understand I can't trust anyone (Witness and see it in my eyes)

Is there no mercy in this land? No mercy in this land? What would be the first thing You'd say to the Lord? And the last thing you would dream If you couldn't dream no more? Won't you please help me to understand Followed the river 'til the river ran dry

Help me make it through the night I don't care who's right or wrong I don't try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight And it's sad to be alone

It seems, seems like ain't nobody in this great big world That would want to help old B. Just give me a break, good things come But I'm a good man, understand People I've traveled from town to town Seems like everybody want to put me down Because I'm a

Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,

I'm only ever trying to help you Baby you braved it I understand you had a bad day and shit So I say something dumb as fuck And luckily it gives you a facelift But really I couldn't take it Especially when the volume is raising Like, she came in the room

Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,

There's a man on the corner Begging for help There's a man that walks past him And he's drowning in wealth Who doesn't understand How disappointment destroys the soul Every look of shame Is a wound that will never heal What has he done to deserve this