Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh I wanna learn how to live Without the consequences I wanna learn how to live (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Without the consequences (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Can somebody tell me Oh, they won't go I see them in the corner of my eye Shoutin' that it's over

La noche que tú me llamaste Oh oh oh oh La vez que no pude llegar, allá Pasó algo que no te enteraste, eh eh eh Tú no colgaste el celular (jaja, mala tuya, baby, yeah) Seguías desconfiando Mientras tú por tu lado Con esa hipocresía Pasó algo que no te

What You say of me (I) You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing You say I am strong when I think I am weak When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours And I believe (I), oh I believe (I) You say I am held when I am falling short I keep fighting

(Ay) Let's not kill the karma (Ay) Let's not start a fight (Ay) It's not worth the drama For a beautiful liar (Oh) Can't we laugh about it? (Oh) It's not worth our time (Oh) We can live without him Just a beautiful liar

Are you gonna stay the night Doesn't mean we're bound for life So oh oh oh, are you gonna stay the night I know that we were made to break so what? I don't mind You kill the lights, I'll draw the blinds Don't dull the sparkle in your eyes Oh oh oh oh,

Oh rainy day woman I never seem to see you for the good times or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman That woman of mine, she ain't happy 'Til she finds something wrong and someone to blame If it ain't one thing it's another one

I didn't know, baby, I didn't know 'Cause I didn't know, baby, I didn't know But this time, this time Oh, I'm sorry Yeah, I'm sorry Alright, I admit it I fucked up this time, yeah, I did it Always arguing cause you a critic

Ladies let 'em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it Ooh, boy, you looking like you like what you see Won't you come over and check up on it I'm-a let you work up on it Dip it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight Swizz Beatz DC,

I just get through it Oh, there's nothing more to it Now I miss you more than I can take And I will surely break And every morning that I wake God, it's the same There's nothing more to it, And you said, "Don't give me nothing You don't want to lose"