I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out

That's how the story goes I will never forget The moment, the moment In the middle of the night When the angels scream I don't wanna live a life That I believe Time to do or die

Giving you what you're begging for I'm not afraid anymore What makes you sure you're all I need? Forget about it You're teaching me to live without it Giving you what you say I need I don't want any settled scores I just want you to set me free Giving

Bounce, bounce, bounce Well, dem just can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to death It's the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette D.J. race a run on your mark, get set And watch everybody

I wanna make you feel wanted And I wanna call you mine Wanna hold your hand forever Wanna kiss your lips Never let you forget it Yeah I wanna make you feel wanted You know I'd fall apart without you I don't know how you do what you do 'Cause everything

Forget about the price tag It's not about the money, money, money We don't need your money, money, money We just wanna make the world dance Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody

You gotta love someone (hey, yeah) You gotta love someone Ever since the day that I met you I knew you weren't the one But nothing ever stops me from forgetting Packing all my shit and moving on (hey, yeah) I don't know what you've been told Or what they

Don't you forget about dying Don't you forget about your friend death Don't you forget that you will die Who walks behind Lucifer, whispering Silently into your mind To save your lives To hide from me To ride with me

Forget about your house of cards And I'll do mine Denial, denial Fall off the table Your ears should be burning I don't want to be your friend I just want to be your lover No matter how it ends No matter how it starts

Misery's best friend can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets, and I'm coming clean Some feel it, especially the rejects A bad habit; don't forget it: you better Count your last blessings and fill up the wagon Chases its feet And now I'm running out of