Blow me one last kiss Just when it can't get worse I've had a shit day You've had a shit day We've had a shit day I think that life's too short for this Want back my ignorance and bliss I think I've had enough of this I think I've finally had enough

Thinking you can have whoever you please And then you want a kind of me Just give me one dance tonight I'll be your romance for life Uuh uuh, uuh uuh Calling Darlene, calling Louise I, I, I heard that you were calling Darlene, calling Louise Talking 'bout

Oh, I need the love REPEAT CHORUS Power of love I don't want to think about it, why can't I live without it? I'm free and independent, I just take life and I spend it I'll feel the flames of a million fires Fed by my feelings and my desires Oh, I want

This isn't the life for me This isn't the way I want to be And let me tell you Death will come when I'm good and ready Just consider me your friend I am until the end Can I guarantee you life? I don't think I can I am your spoken truth

I want to be loved I'm gonna live I'm gonna survive I'm gonna dream Thinking my life was just a lie I don't want the world to pass me by I ain't gonna die I want to give I'm ready to try

Take a chance and don't think twice Life's a gamble, roll the dice Grab the wheel and don't look back Every day could be your last You want to be the king When I tell you jump, jump with me, get off your feet You want to live free This is your wake up

Buy me a rose, call me from work Open a door for me, what would it hurt Show me you love me by the look in your eyes These are the little things I need the most in my life He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants A three car garage, her own

I'm living the good life a toast to you now I can't complain (I can't complain) It's all sham pain (it's all sham pain) All in all it's a good life I got what I want I never cared about the money never really needed fame You think it would've changed me,

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

Sometimes life gets fucked up (fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs So I'm gettin' high all week without you Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to Popping pills, thinking about you I wish I