She knows how to love me How to, how to love me I know, I know I know how to make you feel like a king I know how to be your everything I love how you do, got nowhere to run I know I'm the one you're thinking about I know I'm the one you can't do without

You're gonna get through this It's never been harder Head above water Gotta fight from going under Even when it feels useless to wish You pray to God, don't know when But you feel the current pull you in You try to keep your head above water Even when it

I got a feeling I haven’t seen the last of you Staring at the ceiling I’ll have these memories of you in my mind if I don’t go insane And I’ll dream about you girl if I don’t lie here wide awake I know it’s ended, I know it’s finished It’s done but I’m

Maybe I'm a fool Maybe I'm a fool for you You know what I'd do for you I know what you'd do for me You will see The truth in me Feelin' lonely in this room since I was seventeen Thought this bottle was supposed to drown my memory But I'm still swimmin'

Yeah the rhythm, me & the rhythm If you feel like you're the spark Then come out of the dark Yeah all I need Is the rhythm, me & the rhythm Nothing between And I know, I know, I know I can't fight it I won't, I won't, I won't

Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By the telephone Lift up the receiver

Maybe I'm just Wonder who you're dreaming of Maybe it's a case of paranoia Nervous that I'll never really know ya What do I feel? Who do I trust? Smile when you're sleeping Oh, 'cause I could just see you with wine on your t-shirt And somebody else on

Let it burn Gotta let it burn When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know gotta let it go 'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to Even though this might bruise you Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you

(Sad to see you go) (Do I wanna know?) If this feeling flows both ways Was sorta hoping that you'd stay (Baby we both know) That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for

More miracles than magic tricks More green grass grows, and green old dollar bills More babies raised, and raising hell More get back up, sometimes you fail Well, I don't know it all Hey, but I know how it feels To be the guy that's trying to come back