I don’t wanna be alone, I don’t wanna be alone I don’t wanna be alone The feeling I got from you ‘Cause ya know, somewhere inside, I cannot find No, somewhere inside, I cannot find The feeling I got from you, oh Hard for a Pitchfork, soft for a

Lost in love So let's stay lost in love And I don't wanna be found So glad I've found you girl 'Cause I'm lost in love, lost in love Tell me baby, do you feel it too? And the taste of your lips got me feeling high Girl, I swear you're an angel in

In a mellow tone Feeling fancy free And I'm not alone I've got company Everything's OK The live long day With this mellow song I can't go wrong That's the way to live

Let me get this right Feelings I got for you couldn't dry its the truth but You want something new baby(baby) We got a simple thing but its about to change Or will it stay the same maybe(maybe) No matter what the road I pass still as a load Of loves and

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

Oh My God, this shit different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings Think he got a chance with a bitch like me He ain't rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the guap I

You've been through what I've been through man Old boots, new dirt, no reminders I've got a feeling this town will get me over her Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt A cup of coffee from a waitress I ain't ever met She asked, "Are you just

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends Besides, we've got such good fashion sense We're only good for the latest trend It's just past 8 and I'm feeling young and reckless The ribbon on my wrist says, "do not open before Christmas"

She said come over to the dark side She got me walking on a thin line She crawled all up in my mind Come over to the dark side The taste of her lips, the curse of the kiss The wave of her hips Black magic hypnotized Magnetic feelings pull me deeper