And I stumble when this whole thing runs aground I left another message, you are never around Everytime I look for you the sun goes down But everytime I look for you the sun goes down once more Will the last one out please shut the door In spite of

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled

No time for wasting away I never bite off more than I could chew We're breaking up the city But then she came and bit me But then she bit my leg She said don't want to work I want to play and live my life like it was Sunday The only problem is that

I've got you under my skin For the sake of having you near You never can win Before I begin 'Cause I've got you under my skin I've got you deep in the heart of me So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me I'd tried so not to give in I said to

How could this love Ever turning Never turn its eye on me Ever changing Never change the way I feel Lonesome tears I can't cry them anymore I can't think of what they're for Oh they ruin me every time

So I'm takin' my chances I never dreamed that I could fall But something's come Now I'm sittin' starin' At the wall Afraid for my sanity The sound of your voice

Sometimes we only live for the here and now. Sometimes we're lonely. Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded, Or fly away again. I will fly away again. I feel rain pouring down. I wait to rot away, live again, here forever, the spiral never

There's gonna be judgment in the morning, baby You're gonna be mournin' in the morning Just one thing, baby child, before you go You'll never make the jail house for the things you do You'd never buy with money, what you'd throw away Yes baby, you're

I just wanna look good for you, good for you Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you Make you never wanna leave Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain Roman Calvary choirs are singing I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled