Now, I found, that the world is round And of course it rains everyday Living tomorrow, where in the world will I be tomorrow? How far am I able to see? Or am I needed here? If I remember all of the things I have done I'd remember all of the times I've

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong Now that I know, now that I know Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you My bitch on the side just told me to forget you That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat Living in a glass house Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat Once again I'm in trouble with my only friend She is papering the window panes She is putting on a smile Once again packed like frozen

When the mellow moon begins to beam Every night I dream a little dream And of course Prince Charming is the theme The he, for me. Although I realize as well as you It is seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear. Some day he'll

Of course, I do I get along without you very well Except when soft rains fall And drips from leaves Then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course, I have

I'm making today a perfect day for you Making today a perfect day We're making today a perfect day You've never had a real birthday before Except, of course, the ones just spent outside my locked door So I'm here way too late to help you celebrate And be

And I know, and I know it just doesn't feel like a night out With no one sizing you up I've never been so surreptitious So of course I'll be distracted when I spike the punch Please, leave all over coats, canes and top hats with the doorman I'm wrecking

Pounding the world like a battering ram Forging the furnace for the final grand slam Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none Hammering anvils straining muscle and might Shattering

Oh well, I'm ignorant But not to the fact that I'm ignorant, of course I know that, I'm indifferent I don't care to know what I don't I don't care 'til I'm coming home And my dad tell me some shit about when he my age, he was doing shit Protesting about

The man I love When the mellow moon begins to beam, Every night I dream a little dream, And of course Prince Charming is the theme, The he for me. Although I realize as well as you It is seldom that a dream comes true, To me it's clear That he'll appear.