Loves lots of money, back's against the wall Now lemme tell ya my story, I got a man-sized predicament And it's a big one, goes like this, yeah My my, ow, yeah! Never had confession, never had a home Never had no worry, until I met Domino Ain't the

Goodbye to love Thought it was better with a broken heart But it's so damn hard to restart I tried to stitch it up a billion times But there's no happy end now for the story of you and I It's a quarter to one And we're screaming at the top of our lungs

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you I know the end before The story's been told

Hard luck story It's a hard luck Don't ask me to love my neighbor Don't ask me to tip the waiter Don't ask me to pray to Jesus Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favors I won't lend a hand And if I had real power

You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you? I know the end Before the story's been told

Don’t take it for granted And when it happens It’s time to write your story Love is a temple No matter how and what it takes, to be there No fear that can’t be won by love There’s nothing that I can do I’ve set my mind on you The more that I see you’re

Under Peruvian skies Vanessa regretfully waits The story unfolds in her eyes Where midnight hysteria's No big surprise Battered and bruised Always confusing The love that she's losing for hate Poor Vanessa

I'm guilty of, guilty of the crime Of lovin' you, baby Guilty of, guilty of the crime Take a look at me, baby It's a new love story You be the judge and the jury I'm guilty of the crime You're the only one who's ever heard my song I might be lonely now,

Living on love Living on love, buying on time Without somebody nothing ain't worth a dime It's like that old fashioned storybook rhyme It sounds simple that's what you're thinking Love can walk through fire without blinking It doesn't take much, when you

It's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a