Love makes me treat you the way that I do Gee baby, ain't I good to you Gee, baby, ain't I good to you There's nothing too good for a girl, so true Mama, ain't I good to you Yes, I bought you furs for Christmas And a diamond ring A big Cadillac car and

I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me Well I'm giving up on love 'cause love's given up on me I'm waitin' on the sun to set 'cause yesterday ain't over yet I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess Dusty roads ain't

When your mind's made up There's no point trying to change it And you call, call Then I'll come running So, if you want something To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for There's no point trying to stop it, you see You're

We're only getting older baby And I've been thinking about it lately Does it ever drive you crazy Just how fast the night changes? Everything that you've ever dreamed of Disappearing when you wake up But there's nothing to be afraid of Even when the

I just get through it Oh, there's nothing more to it Now I miss you more than I can take And I will surely break And every morning that I wake God, it's the same There's nothing more to it, And you said, "Don't give me nothing You don't want to lose"

I hate my life Well I hate my job, all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight So sick of the hobos Always beggin' for change I don't like how I gotta work And they just sit around and get

But everyday I say I'll try To make my heart be still Ourselves to sleep, we will You'll never know, no, no, no ,no ,no 'Love can make you do things you never dreamed possible' I got lost, couldn't find my way And I guess there's nothing more to say Love

Prove it all night I'll prove it all night Girl there's nothing else that we can do And girl I'll prove it all night for you I've been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean We'll drive that dusty road from Monroe to Angeline To buy you a gold

And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today

There’s nothing left to say now oh oh I’m giving up, giving up he he Giving up now I keep fallin’, I keep fallin’ down We fall, we falling But I keep pushing on and on and on and on Bumba rumba rum awh awh Who knows how long? I've been awake now