And then love me there Love me in whatever way Where you lead me I will go Tell me when I have to go (I can't give up, not now, not then) Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Guess the thorns are on and the bloom I always fear This is a lonely

I just wanna know oh, oh, oh, oh Don’t you see me When did you get so cold oh, oh, oh What happened to your soul oh oh oh I thought that we were close Guess you don’t need me Yeah, yeah, only time you ever call me is when you feelin’ like don't nobody

I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl) I've got sunshine on a cloudy day Hey hey hey With my girl When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I've got so much honey the bees envy

Than live my life on my knees As far as I remember I’d rather die on my feet It was a thing to forgive and forget You said that you would let go But I guess you didn’t mean what you said Now it’s time to surrender Because I don’t want to live with regret

I'm still alone, still alive, I'm still unbroken I'm not lost Still holding on to what I got Ain't much left Though there's so much that's been stolen Guess I've lost everything I've had I'm still unbroken But I'm not dead, at least not yet Still alone,

I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl) I've got sunshine on a cloudy day Hey hey hey With my girl When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I've got so much honey the bees envy

Real friends I guess I get what I deserve, don't I? Word on the streets is they ain't heard from him Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him I guess I get what I deserve, don't I Real friends, how many of us? How many of us, how many jealous? Real

What don't kill you makes you stronger And whoever said that time heals everything And everything will be alright? Whoever said it ain't the end of the world Must've never met you I guess whoever said the grass is greener Sure sounds like a lie You can

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature

I want to be, I got to be Man of the world Man, man, man I heard there was a future bride Who will before your eyes Oh, I guess I never knew Yeah, what your woman's getting up to now I really tried to make ends meet Keep your vow, turn off the streets