Here we go again One more time She's back in town again I'll take her back again The phone will ring again I'll be her fool again I've been there before And I'll try it again But any fool knows

So cold, it’s a cold world I don't understand why you're so cold Cold enough to chill my bones It feels like I don't know you anymore I don't understand why you're so cold to me With every breath you breathe I see there's something going on I don't

No, there’s no more questioning I’ll be the one defining who I'm gonna be I’m gonna love myself, the way I want you to love me No more standing in my own way No concealing feelings, or changing seasonally Love me, no more second guessing Let's get

Enemy, take a one good look at me Eradicate what you'll always be Your tainted flesh, polluted soul through a mirror I behold Throw a punch, shards bleed on the floor Tearing me apart but I don't care anymore Are you dead yet Don't hear, don't deem.

A day in the life of a fool A sad and a long lonely day I walk the avenue and hope I'll run into The welcome sight of you coming my way I stop just across from your door But you're never home any more So back to my room and there in the gloom I cry tears

But I can't find the words to tell you I don't wanna be alone, But now I feel like I don't know you Please don't get me wrong Because I'll never let this go, Maybe if my heart stops Beating it won't hurt this much And never will I have to Answer again to

Cherry blossom girl Tell me why can't it be true I don't want to be shy Can't stand it anymore I just want to say 'Hi' To the one I love I feel sick all day long From not being with you I just want to go out

Because we are that fire It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul Because she needed us, she needed love But we're all gone to strip that ground The higher we climb These shapes, shapes show And this place is more holy when nobody knows

Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack Gotcha, Lady Patra Drop it, drop it, pon the floor Paper planes, roger that, 10-4 Got money, been had it, still gettin' more All y'all in the building, but on

I love my baby like a bull dog loves his bone Last night she got crazy, called me up on the phone Said, "Come on over, daddy 'Cause I hates drinkin' alone" Said, "I had me a little and I had to have a little more Try to get up, could not get out the door