Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop

It's a beautiful war Worth fighting for Left them something The tip of your tongue The top of your lungs Don't mean nothing Don't need nothing Bite your tongue

You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing, You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing You been hustling a long time, but you

I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell On the highway to hell Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do

I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying Not for nothing I've foreseen it, I've dreamed it No more chances if

Selling hope to the hopeless, ready to bleed them dry, and take their dignity So get up on your stage and say they need what you have, When your words mean nothing to you or me We know that you're faking it You may have them fooled Will they see it's

You know I'm drunk on love Nothing can sober me up It's all that I need Take me away I wear my heart on my sleeve Always let love take the lead I may be a little naive, yeah Drunk on love Drunk, drunk on love

I want to move the town to the clash city rockers You need a little jump of electrical shockers You better leave town if you only want to knock us Nothing stands the pressure of the clash city rockers No one but you and I say the bells of Prince Far-I

And when you wanna be wanted And you need to be needed When you wanna move on 'Cause you want somebody Who's nothing like he is You know I've always been waiting And I guess what I'm saying Is I am that man

I just need my girl I need my girl, I need my baby I need you, ninety miles an hour down the interstate Headlights shining in the driveway In my arms, and I need you right now I don't need nothing else, baby, in this world I don't need another drink of