Break me down, I'm ready, break me down I know what you're thinking When the bass starts ringing Can you tell me when you're stoked to start? Are you ready for tonight, Set this shit on fire And we'll dance until we're dumb in the dark I won't forget

Love so willingly (Kelly/Mann) I never liked a bleeding heart But a bleeding heart's what I've become With a broken funny bone And a rubber crutch to lean upon How can I turn from this mistake? How can I bend? I know you'll break When you love so

They don't know, they don't know, they don't know, they don't know about us They don't know, they don't know, they don't know about what we do That it's true Thinking of all this but I'm good, if I've got you The wind on my pony, top-down, alright So

They’ve been waiting for the dog to scratch If they don’t know by now, they about to find out Man, this is it This is what they’ve been waiting for baby This is what they’ve been waiting for Already got Grand Champ status Tell me how they feel about

And I, want to be, anarchy 'Cause I, I want to be, anarchy Oh I am an anti-Christ And I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I want to destroy your passion boy In this fuckin' city

And I wonder if you love me too Ooh, what a wonderful world this could be Don't know much about biology I don't know much about my history, now Don't know much about the science book, now Don't know much about the French I took All I do know is I love

Oh, I'm just a girl I'm alone, on my own Oh, but life goes on Trying to find a place in this world And that's all I know, I'll be strong, I'll be wrong And that's all I know I don't know what I want, so don't ask me 'Cause I'm still trying to figure it

There's a soldier, soldier in my mind I must go and chase this dream of mine And I know I can do you proud We all know that the sun will shine When I'm high above those clouds What could I say And what could I say I was born to be this way And I can't

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',