I don't wanna know about your new man 'Cause if it was meant to be You wouldn't be callin' me up tryin' to 'Cause I'm positive that he don't wanna know about me We'll get there eventually I know you're missin' all this kind of love But I'm positive that

And I've wasted all my time in your sea Everything has a reason At least that's what they all say And I've lost my count of the seasons I don't know what's been makin' me stay Many's the times that you've hurt me That's just the way that you live Many a

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

Well, get down woman, before I have to go. Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time. You know, ya hurt me with your bad mouth, An' I just don't want to know. If you want me hangin' 'round, Gotta give me some peace of mind. Oh, get down boy. Well,

Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known and now he's blown it Upside down and hell's the only sound, we did an awful job Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill-at-ease Everything is on fire Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame Children

(Kelly/Mann) We twisted you arm over Chinese And led you astray Offered the world as we know it And a pittance in pay And your fortune read "Don't believe a word they've said" Blood through your sleeve, I just couldn't Believe that you'd been To the shop

Well they encourage your complete cooperation Send you roses when they think you need to smile I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

I found me a better man Better man who loved me Better that, better that Better than you ever could I get so out of control I don’t wanna know anymore You grease my pen but I done your cat He got me feeling so fine He thought the sun had to shine

Hey there, Mr. Tin Man You don't know how lucky you are You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin' For something bound to fall apart Every time you're feeling empty Better thank your lucky stars If you ever felt one breaking You'd never want a heart

So can you can you get back to me? I been calling tryna get a hold of you, you (yeah, yeah) Feeling lost and I don't know what to do Nold on, let me try callin' one more time Come on, pick up man, fuck I'm calling God, leaving voicemails I know your