She let it slip away, away, away They all feel the same 'Cause no one will love you like her Adjust to the fame And die with a smile She has no recollection Of the life she had without me It's so sad it had to be this She forgot the good things about me

Right next door to hell Why don't you write a letter to me? And so many eyes are on me I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix Jesus, don't you get tired of turnin' tricks? But when your innocence dies, you'll find the blues Seems all our heroes were

I’ve finally let you go and left the past to die This is my resignation from All that we’ve loved and left behind In the grave you dug for me A frame of bones reside A graven, barren, broken tomb Resides where once delicate orchids bloomed No revocation

But I hope you know That it won´t let go It sticks around with you until the day you die And i hope you know that it´s touch and go I hope the tears don´t stain the world that waits outside Where did it all go wrong? You know that feeling you get You

Oh Lord I lay it down Oh let this be where I die Be lifted high as my Kingdom's fall Once and for all My lord with thee crucified Once and for all, once and for all God I give You all I can today These scattered ashes that I hid away I lay them all at

It crawls down deep inside without a pulse or a will to die Not known to sympathize And now it takes what it takes and let's the feelings suffocate It's nothing new it'll get it's way Another thing that I see is how it gets inside of me and tears away my

Que la atiende el novio ni de grillete Anda con sus amigas al garete Bebiendo, guayando, sin perse, piquete Soltera todita es independiente Comprando botellas tienen billete Inquieta no deja que la aquieten Pal sexo requiere un hombre con piquete

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa "O Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said "Would you like a soldier of your son Ted? With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat Now Mrs.

Tell me now is it so? Don't let me be the last to know My hands are shaking, don't let my heart keep breaking Cause I need your love, I want your love Say you're in love and you'll be my guy If not I'll just die You see this girl, this girl's in love