Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line Leave 'em blowing in the wind, just say goodbye to you All those midnights sneaking in I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry Found it over in

I'm gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop Baby, scream and shout I want to sing it on the radio, show it on a video Baby, leave no doubt I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about I love to love you out loud I have always been a

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

With the backlash blues Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you Just who do think I am You raise my taxes, freeze my wages And send my son to Vietnam You give me second class houses And second class schools Do you think that alla

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running; Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, Drove a good man away from home. Oh give me

Said I'm gonna leave my body (Moving up to higher ground) Is all I ask I'm gonna leave my body (Moving up to higher ground) I'm gonna lose my mind (History keeps pulling me down) I don't want no future (Want your future) I don't need no past (Need no

I know somethin' about love; Tell her (him) that you're never gonna leave her (him), tell her (him) that you're always gonna love her (him), tell her (him), tell her (him), tell her (him) tell her (him) right now. If you want her (him) to be always by

Hold me in your everlasting arms It's going down I took your council and came to ruin Leave me to myself, lead me to myself But I'm never gonna understand, never understand Looked up full of fear trapped beneath the chandelier Lead me to myself, leave me

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

I'm the hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight You better get yourself runnin' I got hurricane comin' No warning surprise I'm gonna take my leave I want to plant my seed Don't let it shock you hold tight, hold tight You better run for cover