Still writing songs about You on my bed and a mini bar three day I've gotten drunk on whiskey and women Broke up in places that we've never been in Spending all night and all day trying to say something new But it's no use I'm still writing songs about

All or nothing If you go all in, you got a lot to lose, my friend If you say "all in", you don't get to choose again You know what you're doing, but the clock is ticking Give it your best and then you're onto something And keeps on getting closer, closer

A love struck Romeo, sings the streets of serenade Laying everybody low with a love song that he made Says something like, "you and me, babe, how about it?" Juliet, when we made love you use to cry I said "I love you like the stars above, I love you till

Something extraordinary To fill my days and nights with something Something real (something real) That I can feel (I can feel) We're running out of time, two wrongs can make it right I'm not gonna compromise Say you feel the same Just don't say it will

Cause I was still unsure But it's something I'm used to And I can tell by your face No one's ever been rude to you But I can tell you things That I can't say to anyone And you came home today But you didn't stay very long Now it's like the world owes you

No one makes me feel the way Feel the way you do No one else could make me say Say these things to you I feel something kind of dangerous I wish I knew what it was Babe let's get together Get together for some

I won’t be behind you Said you begged to leave And I can’t breathe, breathe I will be behind you Yeah, you got into something Now you took control of you, oh 'Cause you say it, but you won’t admit it, oh Numb and getting colder, physical existence Say

I always want you when I'm coming down Pick up your phone I'm all alone The party's finished and I want you to know I'm feelin' everything before I got up I got something to tell you but don't know how I'ma say it I guess that I could only say one thing

That every something fades Already tried to leave I've always tried to say I'm livin' in-between Already got me sayin' Baby, I got no patience Give me one conversation I can be soft, you can behave Stop trippin' over me, yeah

Do you, Mr. Jones? You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here but you