To make me think that There's still hope for us But in the end it's only me Wishing I could be Wishing I still was But every time I think I've had enough He comes around and wraps me up in love And I wind up giving in

If I had a rocket launcher, if I had a rocket launcher Here comes the helicopter, second time today Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away How many kids they've murdered only God can say, hey If I had a rocket launcher, I'd make somebody pay I don't

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

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

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

And no one called us to the land Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no

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

First time I felt the words First time I sang along Whenever it comes on I just think of you And everything you do You're my one, my from now on My first love song This is my first love song Ridin' down the road listenen' to the radio

Everyone's leanin' on me But then I see my baby Suddenly I'm not crazy Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders 'Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over But then she comes back to me Yo, I can't sing good I feel like singin' I

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