Lay your head upon my pillow. Hold your warm and tender body close to mine. Hear the whisper of the raindrops, Blowin' soft against the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times. Don't look so sad, I know it's over. But life

Make believe that you don't see the tears Just let me grieve in private Cause each time I see you I break down and cry If you see me walking ddown the street And I start to cry each time we meet I just can't get over losing you and so if I seem broken

It could be easy But small things make it so hard But you probably won’t believe me That’s why I smoke around Doggy style they see me on TV Trying had just to beat me She knows who I am plus my team is undefeated I am the man in my city if you wanna it I

I don’t believe in faith The art of finding love Refuse to let this cut me deep Now to make her pay Left to feel so numb Yes, you may cut me again But I mark these words with a blade That I’ll find you once again, Morrigan! Holding the key to my darkened

Someone like you makes it hard to live without Somebody else Someone like you makes it easy to give Never think about myself Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe If I listened long enough to you I'd

Yeah little things they make me so happy You point the finger at me but I don't believe In my mind there is no time All I want to do is live by the sea But it's good yes it's good it's good to be free Head like a rock spinning round and round I found it

You ripped the heart out, you ripped the heart out You killed the part of me that kept us alive We had this world of make believe I thought I saw the fire in your eyes You ripped the heart out of my will to survive What we had we throw away We were close

Share with me, fairy tales or make believe There will be, ups and downs, smiles and frowns Every dog has his day Another thirty nine inch thick classic (yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah) Girl, as I sit here thinking to myself There is no one for you but me, and I

I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.

Next time you point a finger But the way I, way I see it I might have to bend it back I'll point you to the mirror And break it, break it off (I'll point you to the mirror) You don't have to believe me Can't make my own decisions