For so long my heart was breaking, But now we're standing strong, And you said we wouldn't make it, But look how far we've come, The things you say you make me fall harder each day, You're a trainwreck, But I wouldn't love you if you changed! Yeah! Oh

Oh give me some of that magic, magic Baby, oh, oh You know I gotta have it, have it It's the way you look when you want me close When your hair falls down raining glitter and gold Oh give me some of that magic, magic baby Make me want you more and

Because you live and breathe Because you make me believe in myself When nobody else can help Because you live girl Has twice as many stars in the sky Because you live, I live Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart Its the end of the world in my mind

We were born to die Come and take a walk on the wild side Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don't know why Keep making me laugh,

And I can't explain It's surely not his brain that makes me thrill I used to dream that I'd discover The perfect lover someday I knew I'd recognize him If ever he came 'round my way I always used to fancy then He'd be one of those god-like kind of men

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

Everything happens to me Black cats creep across my path Until I'm almost mad I must have 'roused the devil's wrath Cause all my luck is bad I make a date for golf and you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party and the guy upstairs complains I

I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same These niggas know Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the

Everything happens to me Black cats creep across my path Until I'm almost mad I must have 'roused the devil's wrath Cause all my luck is bad I make a date for golf and you can bet your life it rains I try to give a party and the guy upstairs complains I