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,

Somebody already Broke my heart I've been torn apart so I've been hurt so many Times before You came along when I Needed a savior Someone to pull me

I'm cryin' for me I'm gonna miss that smile I'm gonna miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up I'd do it all again So play it sweet in heaven 'Cause That's right where you want to be I'm not cryin' cause I feel so sorry for you I'm

You wanted to play the coldness follows This isn't a game your life I'll swallow You wanted to play but I already won 1 I love hurting you 2 I love your pain 4 is for the torture and 5 is for the shame 'Cause ever time you want it I get off on this game

This pain is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again This shit's gone way too far All this time I've been waiting For what's inside awaking I'm not, I'm not a whore You've taken everything and Oh I cannot

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one But I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy She'll

Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

I'm sorry for you Not sorry for me (not sorry for me) You don't know who in the hell to or not to believe You like to hurt me you know that you do You like to think in some way that its me and not you You like to have me jump and be good, but I don't

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

Before I hurt somebody Or I have to hurt somebody This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it Or else walking on it with no shoes on (no shoes on) Don't wanna struggle, oh no Don't want it to become a habit I've been living in the gutter with no shoes