(I can't go another day without you) Would it make you, make you, wanna stay? And if I wrote you a love song and sang it to you every day Would it ever be enough to make you wanna come back home and stay? But if I told you I loved you, would it make you

You'd see you shine, you shine But if only you could see yourself in my eyes I know you'd never leave me behind But I am lost this time I could have told you ‘bout the long nights How no one loves the birds that don't rise So you can tell the heroes go

When I was younger You told me I should get my shit together You said life is a painting I told myself that I don't care I found some new innovations Might just be my imagination It might've been just a dream People can dream But all your colors always

This time no And my head told my heart Let love grow But my heart told my head As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night? For

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a rider I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fire I ain't tryin' to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich Motherfucker get in the way of my bread Then I'm goin'

Called to be wrong for those below You told me life was long but now that it's gone You find yourself on top as the leader of a flock Helpless she lies across the stairs Haunting your days, consuming your breath There will be healing but don't force this

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in

I'll take care of you I've loved and I've lost I know you've been hurt by someone else I can tell by the way you carry yourself If you let me, here's what I'll do I've asked about you and they've told me things But my mind didn't change I still the feel

But I told you so I hate that it didn't work out this time I was getting kinda used to calling you mine Now you're gone for good I wanted you to prove me wrong And I hate to say that I told you so (told you so) All the nights, and the fights 'Til we

We can put the kettle on Girl, just come round mine tonight I've got wine and make-up wipes Talk 'bout how he's not the one But, I'm never gonna say I told you so Da-dum, da-dum How are you feeling, girlfriend?