Pretty hurts Shine the light on whatever's worse Perfection is the disease of a nation Tryna fix something But you can't fix what you can't see It's the soul that needs the surgery Are you happy with yourself Just another stage Pageant the pain away

Baby what you hiding under that halo? That little bit of rebel nobody knows That turn it up, burn it up all night Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss Why

Carolers singing Sleigh bells are ringing It's that time of year Everyone's toasting Chestnuts are roasting Christmas time is near Something's missing and I'm wishing Wishing that you knew How much it would mean to spend this

Do you see the way that tree bends? Does it inspire? Leaning out to catch the sun's rays...a lesson to be applied... Are you gettin' something out of this all encompassing trip? You can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets oh... Or you can

(I want it) Ooh, baby I ain't ever done cocaine Ooh, I swear there's something runnin' through my veins 'Cause the way that you move and the things that you do In my bed got my head all feeling messed up The taste of your lips and the sway of your hips

I'll show you 'Cause life's not easy, I'm not made out of steel Don't forget that I'm human, don't forget that I'm real Act like you know me, but you never will But there's one thing that I know for sure Sometimes it's hard to do the right thing When the

Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop

Someone who'll watch over me There's a saying old says that love is blind Still were often told, seek and ye shall find So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet Hes the big affair I cannot forget Only

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be

We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me You say it's over, with a middle finger But then you're calling