There's always gonna be another mountain I'm always gonna wanna make it move Ain't about how fast I get there Ain't about what's waiting on the other side Always gonna be an uphill battle Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose It's all about I can almost see

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

Some days you gotta dance Live it up when you get the chance 'Cause when the world doesn't make no sense And you're feeling just a little too tense Gotta loosen up those chains and dance It was about five 'til five on Friday We were all getting ready to

She's a tomboy Move along boy Tangled hair and bruises on her knees Always has a way of saying 'no way' Some people don't get her, but that's okay Tomboy, Hail Mary Never needs a dress to make her pretty She's a killjoy, such a let down Daddy tried to

D E A D, she's my graveyard baby D E A D, she's my horror queen Bride of Frankenstein, I'll make you come alive (Oh won't you please be mine?) D E A D, she never tricks, she only treats She never tricks, she only treats, There's nothing she won't do for

It's gonna make it hard to tell you that I'm leaving Now that I know just how much you care You finally gave me one good reason not to go But staying here is my worst fear Last night you gave me a kiss You didn't know it, but I was awake when you did You

You make loving you easy You make loving you all I wanna do Reminds me just how much it all makes Every little smile, every single touch Every morning when you come downstairs Hair's a mess but I don't care No makeup on and shining so bright My old

Just gotta make it (alright) Just gotta make it (alright) I just gotta make it Just to see that smile upon your face I know I Just gotta make it (alright) just gotta make it To the top of the world me and my girl we Just gotta make it Everything I do I

All night long we a go ketchy-ketchy, shuby-shuby tonight Ketchy-ketchy, shuby-shuby tonight Come make we play some ketchy shuby And when me shuby, you feel ketchy And when you ketchy, don't make it drop 'Cause if it drop, it will pop And if it pop, no

Shot reverse shot Look what the other got Drop the anchor make it stop Infinity figure eight Figure out what you're not Junk-an a po, cut your loss Come to cut your corners off You're the rock and I'm the paper You're the scissors I'm the rock