Oh babe I know what you like And I would make love to you forever and ever Into the night (forever and ever we'll make love into the night) Baby I can come by And pick you up We'll make love into the night, It's never enough That's you (that's you)

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

Just say you will, will, will Come through and chill, chill, chill Pick up the phone, show me it was real I wanna, all night (say it) I'm talkin' late-night for you Let me lay a great time on you I wanna, all night (uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna, all night

All we are is broken glass Thrown to the floor we were never meant to last And all we are are empty shells Try to pick us up you’re gonna cut yourself We didn’t know it couldn’t go on forever We believe that we can go on forever You’re gonna cut yourself

Kill the Lights! Mr. Photographer I think I'm ready for my close-up (tonight) Make sure you catch me from my good side (pick one) Is that money in your pocket? Or you happy to see me? The lights pure

Shotgun to the back of my heart, I don't turn around to see who let one ring out Heading to the Massacre Bodies arriving every day Look at those shells you heard Picking the bones up along the way Let it ring out Lately I've been questioning Am I all

You fuck me up. I can't get down. You pick me up when I am down. I can not live without them. I do not live without them. They tell me to hurt myself. Let me see (let me see). How my life has been (taken).

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

(How do you like me now?) Like a fucking dream I'm living in Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio Now my life is sweet like cinnamon Pick me up and take me like a vitamin 'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah I've finally found you Oh,

Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off (yeah) Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off (whoa) People get so crazy when you're rich and famous (ay) But I ain't no jackpot hoe, and this ain't Vegas Okay, let's get it Ay, don't be