I won't ever be your cornerstone. Watch her run, can you feel it? I don't want to be here holding on. A single book of matches gonna burn what's standing in the way. Roaring down the mountain, they're calling on the fire brigade. Carry out the pictures

Everything I love is on the table Everything I love is out to sea I'm not alone I'll never be Into the bone I'll never grieve When they ask what do I see I see a bright white beautiful heaven hangin' over me And if you want, (too seriously)

I want to bring You all that is in my heart I want to bring You my everything But I've failed You so many times How can I stand here before You When I begin to steal what only belongs to You I am able to bring You nothing that isn't already Yours I am so

Ain't no good to hide It isn't easy to show What I'm feeling inside, girl It isn't easy, I know But there was something about you (I want you to know) It brought a change over me (it's starting to show) When you believe in a man like me I've got this

What can I do? What can I do? To get back to your heart I'd swim the Mississippi river If you would give me another start, girl I don't want much I just wanna be a better man Give me your good luck I was singing with them Jezebels

La, la, la, la-la, la, la, la Love me, hate me Are begging to if you seek Amy All of the boys and all of the girls But can't you see what I see? Say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls Tell me have you seen her, cause I'm so

If you want me, you got me, and if you need me, you got me all night And if you love me, you got me all night long Momma said be careful what you do, yeah you. She said, don't you let just anybody talk to you, no no no I can't hide the way you make me

I just want to give you that (breakfast in bed) I just want to take you home with me You home with me Isn't that what we do this for? I just want to give you that So let me take you to my room I'll give you what you need I just want to take this to

Them want I Them claim say Be com'a them funeral Them are the general Com'a com'a funeral Yet you want I You are the genie What a big disgrace The way you rob up the place

I've become so numb Can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waiting for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise Caught in