We made it, made it, made it before, I know that we can make it again I want you enough to keep my life untangled If we're clever, we'll put it together, 'cause it may be forever Bad time for love - you caught me on your birthday I could feel your heart

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold

I can't imagine living a day on earth without you Now that you're here with me I'll do anything you want me to Some women before, have only left me crying So many promises, but they were only lying Long chord, last song, why you taking so long? I'll keep

There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I guess I always thought that you could end this reign But it's my

This is something else This is life on earth It's just life on earth It doesn't need to be the end of you, or me This is not love you had before This is not the same as other days Shouldn't need to be so fucking hard

And my heart breaks again Just one more time One more moment To take you in my arms One more chance One more kiss Before I wake to find you gone One more time Before I have to face another bad day,

Dear we better get a drink in you Before you start to bore us That's what you are today Somewhere inside your head Haunted by the important Life you could've lead Sit down dear we gotta talk You're acting like a kid We don't want to hear about

You know I'm a high roller Before I was on, fucked on the twins Wake up every day, know that I am blessed Counting up my cake, getting all them checks Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just trying to flex Why you want to hate, you do it the best I'm a high roller

It's not over before it's too late She's all alone again Wiping the tears from her eyes Someday he feels like dying She gets so sick of crying An extraordinary girl She's an extraordinary girl It's not over 'till you're underground This city's burnin'

Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Everybody cut, everybody cut Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what? Oh,