Everything was wrong You were still around How many times must I tell you Tired of you and everything you stand for I thought we'd reached an agreement But when I woke up this mornin' Why can't you show some feelin'? Why can't you understand? Messed up

I’m coming out of the dark clouds The word is as the world is Supposedly it was a wise wise man Who said it’s better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all, never to have loved. How many times does the truth that you take to be true Is

The story is a sad one, told many times The story of my life in trying times Just add water, stir in lime How the west was won and where it got us Blood from a stone Water from wine Born under an ill-placed design A stroke of bad luck, Wrong place, wrong

You wan'da step into my world It's a sociopsychotic state of bliss You've been delayed in the real world How many times have you hit and missed? Your cat-scan shows disfiguration I want to laugh myself to death With a misfired synapse With a bent

And then I see a darkness Oh no, I see a darkness Did you know how much I love you? Is a hope that somehow you Can save me from this darkness Well, you're my friend And can you see Many times we've been out drinking Many times we've shared our thoughts

And freedom tastes of reality An' I'm waiting for you to follow me How can we follow? If I told you what it takes To reach the highest high You'd laugh and say 'nothing's that simple' But you've been told many times before Messiahs pointed to the door

I can’t, I can’t lie to you No matter how much I’ve tried No matter how much I try Can’t lie to you, I can’t lie to you, uh No matter how many times I’ve No matter how many rhymes I’ve I got it all in my mind I got it all in my mind, and I can't lie to

'Cuz you can't (Ahh-ahh-ahh) get this stuff no more How many times does somebody lie Keep that in mind, when we say goodbye Got me a date with a supermodel. Ha ha ha I know, I know I figured "Fuck it" Dinner at the hotel, champagne bottle Steak and

Often, often, girl I do this often Make that pussy pop and do it how I want it She asked me if I do this every day, I said often Asked how many times she rode the wave, not so often Bitches down to do it either way, often Baby I can make that pussy rain,

I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to) Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters (Your secret's out) And it's mind over you don't, don't matter But we