A better lover What do I gotta do, yeah (what do I gotta do?) And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh Just give me some time so I can be a better lover It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part What do I gotta do, gotta do? You saw me

For graphs of passion and charts of stars How endings start Ending start Starts with answers All this that is more than a wish is a memory All this that is ceases to be All is revealed The obvious door opens nothing Nothing, nothing left, nothing left

It's all right Here comes the sun, and I say Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Here comes the sun Here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo) Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here Little darling,

Ring-a-ding, ding Let me know if it's a ting Fucking all your Pickering tings She said she wanna come to Toronto She wanna come to the 6 side She know that's the best side She know who to check when she come around She know who to check whenever she

Leave the moment alone Don't lock the door on me You'd kill me, face down, dead Another part of you gone to waste Please hear me out You kill me face down dead Another day in the dark A growing sickness in the heart Distinctive lack of control

Beware, my foolish heart For this time, it isn't fascination Or a dream that will fade and fall apart It's love, this time it's love, my foolish heart The scene is set for dreaming Love's knocking at the door But oh my heart, I'm reluctant to start For

It's such a wonderful thing to love I believe her, I believe her, I believe her Oh Patricia, you've always been my North Star, oh She told me all doors are open to the believer It's such a wonderful thing Oh Patricia, you've always been my North Star And

I nah mek dem carry me go shell me out, no No back door deal come to me real Life is so short and life is so sweet I will always have God beside me And every time me see the hypocrites Getting closer I take weh myself neatly Because dem see me on a

Boom, boom, boom, open the door, ATF Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement door Come up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab

Ah telefona por favor Guerêguerê, guerêguerê, guerêguerê, guerêguerê Guererêguerê, guerêguerêrere 'To morrendo de saudades Louco pra te ver Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou curtindo a vida Enquanto eu não encontro eu vou tirando onda Enquanto eu não