Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes You know it's strange It's a strange way of saying That I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you Let me see your moves Things

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

That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange But I don't have to

You know that's not the way that it's supposed to be Oh no, no no no no I never want to see you crying over me Treating your love like I don't response Time in deed, caught up on me Trapped in your tears Please set me free I plea Making you feel like

Is there somebody who can watch you? I know it's me that's supposed to love you And when I'm home you know I got you I preferred it before We should ring dad more Lost our house Hold me close I stopped by, just to wash my clothes Is there somebody who

Met her in the club All the ballers showing love Can you party with a thug I'm just trying to show you love VIP we got it packed This is where the party at You're the one I wanna know So tell me how it's supposed to go I used to love 'em, leave 'em

You made me love you Made me love you babe, made me love you babe You made me love you babe, made me love you babe The power of love This is not supposed to happen brother you've been hurt too many times before First I tripped, then I slipped, then I

Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, Like I'm supposed to, like I'm supposed to Hey sexy let me feel you, let me touch you, let me kiss you baby This for the

Cry for love I cry for love I don't think I'm supposed to It's something wrong with me, maybe I'm not Sometimes I wonder why I even I shouldn't have to cry for love You take me in, I take you back Baby, what's the problem?

I was just trying to be cool I was just trying to be like you I'm a spark and you're a boom What am I supposed to do? And that weekend up in the islands They stop and stare Flashes filling the silence Of a Hollywood love affair Waking up in the islands