Bring me back, bring me back to life Honestly she's the only one that's watching over me Gives me oxygen when it gets hard to breathe And if I'm wrong or right She's always on my side And if I lose the fight I know she'll bring me back Bring me back

I know you miss me Oh, when you kiss me And when you're with me The world just goes away The way you hold me I can see you with me when I'm older All my lonely nights are finally over You took the weight of the world off my shoulders

I know you miss me Oh, when you kiss me And when you're with me The world just goes away The way you hold me I can see you with me when I'm older All my lonely nights are finally over You took the weight of the world off my shoulders

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

We don't talk anymore, like we used to do Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do Don't wanna know The way I did before I overdosed Should've known your love was a game Now I can't get you out of my brain Oh, it's such a shame We don't love anymore

Never smoke weed with Willie again My party's all over before it begins I'll never smoke weed with Willie again But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again I always heard that his herb was top shelf People, I just could not wait to find out for myself

Where's my mind Maybe it's in the gutter where I left my lover What an expensive fate My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache Sittin' all alone Mouth full of gum In the driveway

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

I'll give it to someone special Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day you gave it away This year, to save me from tears A face on a lover with a fire in his heart Once bitten and twice shy I keep my distance But you still catch my eye

The way he should I got it bad, and that ain't good Never treats me sweet and gentle 'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood But when the weekend's over And Monday rolls around My man and me We pray some