Everything's wrong every time Pushing on I can't escape Everything that comes my way Is haunting me taking its sweet time Holding on I'm lost in a haze Fighting life to the end of my days And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal Got to bring myself

Too many missed calls, too many texts I know that it won’t be long, yeah You’ll be like 'Babe, come over' I know how this goes, yeah Talk about you need closure Every time the weekend comes, yeah Damn, I wish I missed my ex Til you‘re gonna call my

(Yeah, I bloom) I bloom just for you (I bloom) just for you I bloom just for you I've been saving this for you, baby Come on, baby, play me like a love song Every time it comes on I get this sweet desire Just for you I need you to

This heavy crown To everyone who said I'd never make it Oh Lord weren't you mistaken You can't always please the crowd But I am still not bowing down It comes and goes around And when it's time, I'll pass it proud But bitch I got it now I'm at the top

Still it only takes time 'Til love comes to everyone. Got to go through that door, There's no easy way out at all For you who it always seems blue It all comes, it never rains But it pours, There in your heart

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

Little girl, dream Little boy, dream Every soul comes to the sun Carried on angel's wings to human birth Born of love or born of hate Each one is heaven sent to human fate In joy and pain each one will grow For wisdom is so much more than what we know

We'll escape So why don't you come away With me my love We'll do what it takes I'll keep you safe Why don't you stay by me And when the time comes Oh, come away with me Every few thousand years

Everything comes back to you Over and over the only truth Drive highways and byways to be there with you And I want to tell you everything The words I never got to say the first time around And I remember everything From when we were the children playing

Without sin I can't make religion As without sin there's no whoredom And when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...Every world has its space Every life has its time Every mass has its god Every god has his guillotine... ") To