Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good

I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love I don't want to hear sad songs anymore I only want to hear love songs I found my heart up in this place tonight 'Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm Yeah, you know, your song's got me feeling like I'm Don't

What's understood ain't gotta be explained Baby you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord

Something's gotta change I did not mean to hurt my little girl It's beyond me So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight Things cannot stay the same It must be rearranged, oh I cannot carry the

I fuck with you, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Wondering why I ain't got no feelings I can't trust these bitches Fucked on your sister and you know I did it Eliantte diamonds around all my niggas I'm the savage or a dog, it don't make no difference, ah Ride my

I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I

What's my name, name, name What the hell is wrong with me? I'm not who I want to be I tired spot cream an' I tried it all I'm crawling up the wall I tried to join a ping-pong club Sign on the door said "all full up" I got nicked, fighting in the road The

Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gonna carry that weight I never give you my pillow I only send you my invitation And in the middle of the celebrations I break down You're gonna carry that weight along time

Standing in the shadows at the end of my bed We've got heads on sticks You've got ventriloquists The rats and children follow me out of town I slip away I slipped on a little white lie Come on kids

Nightmare, the persecution A child's dream of death. Torment, ill forgotten A soul that will never rest. Silent Scream Beaten and torn Guidance, it means nothing In a world of brutal time. Electric, circus, wild,