You're everywhere I go. Save your goodbye. You're everywhere I go. Have you been laughing all day long You like it when its hard for me to see straight. Go go go go. Your heart is in my heart

I don't want a lot for Christmas More than you could ever know I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own Make my wish come true Baby, it's you There is just one thing I need All I want for Christmas is you

It's hard, so hard, it's tearing out my heart It's hard letting you go It ain't no fun lying down to sleep And there ain't no secrets left for me to keep I wish the stars up in the sky Would all just call in sick And the clouds would take the moon out On

Better find this all And I found out where it's all at And I want it all Forgot it all Crafty friends where'd they all go Try and find but no one ever knows You fall down makes you want to stay Who the hell would want to anyway Well I'm leaving

What do you say to the dead? Will you forgive me for living? Can't believe the things that they said Wonderful day for a killing It's killing me! What do they do with your soul? Is it just lying there busted? When did you lose all control?

This could be the end 'Cause I ain't got a home I ain't got a home I'll forever roam Running with the streetlights, Laughing in the grave He swears he's gonna give it up, it's never gonna be enough I just wanna be there when you're all alone, thinkin'

Hungry but we won't give in. We're hungry but we won't give in. When am I gonna make a living? It's gonna take a while before I give in. There's no end to what you can do. They'll waste your body and soul if you allow them to. Put the blame on no one

Whoa, whoa, whoa yeah. Is there a place I can go? Is there a way to get me there? If I've forgotten what to say It's because all words are dust. If this is really what you think, How come you won't look me in the eye? All this crying in your sleep As I

My rhymes so unspeakable My dreams so unreachable Give it a purpose, cause life itself isn't meaningful Now that's the truth, I'm speaking for the youth That's aiming for the top but falling from the roof Here we, here we go again, with my paper and my

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all