Another vice Another bed I shouldn't crawl out of At seven a.m. with shoes in my hand Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again Mmm, another vice Steady as a needle dropping on a vinyl Neon singer with a jukebox title full of heartbreak Thirty-three,

You are your own worst enemy So what ails you is what impales you I am my own worst enemy You're a victim of the system I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees

We are lionhearts And we walk together into the light And my love will be your armor tonight And we stand together facing a war And our love is gonna conquer it all Like right and wrong Your hand in mine Marching to the beat of the stars Your light is

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

I'm looking for my lover. Someone I can call my, Dream and like a brother. Also treats me like a best friend. He ain't got another, cause I'm the only one for him. Feels like magic when we're holding hands. He touch my heart.

Keep me satisfied I need somebody, body Their hands on my body, body You could be that somebody, body My imagination's wandering and running wild Can you hear that? My heart is racing, you keep up the pace Then I might let you stay the night Hear me

I would be lucky to find me a man Who could love me the way that I am I need a hand with my worrisome heart I need a break from my troubling ways I need a man who got no baggage to claim With this here worrisome heart With all my troubling ways A

I'm so starstruck Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up (I'm so starstruck) Groove, slam, work it back Filter that Baby, bump that track Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Baby,