Boom, b-boom-ba-boom Now that's how you let the beat build, bitch That's how you let the beat build, bitch Let the beat build, bitch And the beat go, It go, boom b-boom-ba-boom Now say, (yeah yeah yeah) Yea I see you big bro I'm a kill these niggas man

The winner takes it all I don't want to talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play

I just can't get you I can't getcha offa my mind And I can't getcha off No I can't getcha off Ooh, you've got a way about you That's shakin' me offa my vine Oooh, you've got a way about you And don't you think it's way past time Only you can put it where

'Cause that's love you'll see We all commit a little bit of perjury Ah but that's no crime if you ask me, that's love You're starin' at a burnt steak You bite the bullet and you clean your plate And then you go on and on about how great it was That's not

I love the way you lie Just gonna stand there and watch me burn But that's alright, because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry But that's alright, because I love the way you lie I can't tell you what it really is I can only

We won't run and hide I'm passing over you like a satellite So catch me if I fall That's why you stick to your game plans and party lives But at night we're conspiring by candlelight We are the orphans of the American dreams Oh shine your light on me

(I'm feeling better since you know me) (I was a lonely soul, but that's the old me) It's been a long time coming since I've seen your face I've been everywhere and back trying to replace Heart still beating but it's not working But with you, I feel again

Sweet child in time you'll see the line The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close

Thank you for your smile You make it all worthwhile to us I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all Little James, we're all the same They always seem to look to us But we weren't meant to be grown ups You live for your toys, even though they

What's my age again, what's my age again? Nobody likes you when you're twenty three My friends say I should act my age And that's about the time she walked away from me I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We