All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

It seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama if that's movin' up Then I'm movin' out I'm movin' out You oughta know by now I'm moving out Anthony works in the grocery store Savin' his pennies for someday

Bitch, bitch, the bitch is back I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch oh, the bitch is back Stone cold sober as a matter of fact I can bitch, I can bitch 'cause I'm better than you It's the way that I move, the things that I do oh I was justified when I was five

Mi credo está en peligro de extinción Tú eres antídoto a mi dolor Auxilio cenicienta Pido te compadezcas Clemencia a mis ofensas Fue mi error La fe mueve montañas, pero yo

Hoy voy a beber y se Que voy a enloquecer Y te llamare después, para hacerte mía mujer Es que no se porque Cuando tomo pienso en usted Esa mujer que a mí me dio placer Y me lo supo hacer hasta el amanecer Yo no te saco de mi mente Y lo que hago es pensar

Sleep on tight In your heart I keep on fear, keep on loathing Nothing brings it on I keep on falling Decide what it is I can not find It's subsides what you make it Never feel like you're gonna break it It's gonna be alright alright Sleep until the

LOL crying face, make me shake my head They gon' (uh) Step on me now placed on a pedestal they find me dead (that’s fucked up) Yeah that water under the bridge, just use that shit as a charter May my friendship be a channel for all the pain you can't

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme that bass(4 x repeats) Gimme that bass I've been gone for too long, now it's time I take it back(back) I put the piece up A down Get get it you like it when I move it to beat like that I've been gone for too long, think it's

Y yo quiero Cuando sople el viento Volver a tu lado Y vivir allí En una playa dormida No puedo olvidarte Te conocí muy dentro Bajo una sierra sagrada La tarde dulce vestida

Wo das Meer zu Ende ist Und dann hat er sie geküsst Ihre Lippen schwach und blaß Und seine Augen werden naß Sie stehen eng umschlungen Ein Fleischgemisch so reich an Tagen Wo das Meer das Land berührt Will sie ihm die Wahrheit sagen Doch ihre Worte