I'm the king of sorrow, yeah I'm crying everyone's tears It's just a day that brings it all about Just another day and nothing's any good The DJ's playing the same song I have so much to do I have to carry on The king of sorrow King of sorrow

Every picture tells a story don't it? Spent time feelin' inferior standing' in front of my mirror Combed my hair in a thousand ways, but I came out lookin' just the same Daddy said, son, you better see the world I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to

As time goes by Moonlight and love songs Never out of date Hearts full of passion Jealousy and hate Woman needs man That no one can deny It's still the same old story A fight for love and glory

When it was good it was bittersweet honey You made me sad 'til I loved the shade of blue I know you don't want to talk to me So this is what I will do Maybe you're listening So here's one last song for you I'm sending a message to you And I'm hoping that

I'm too tired to try Let's not be afraid of our reflections It's not only you you're looking at now Gave me directions but it's all the same, oh no Let's not get ahead of ourselves now There's no need for raid it's our own parade Ooh you're looking at

I want to scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me You can only blame your problems on the world for so long Before it all becomes the same old song As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave

I don't argue like this with anyone but you We do it all the time blowing out my mind Just like a star across my sky Just like an angel off the page You have appeared to my life Feel like I'll never be the same Just like a song in my heart Just like oil

Girl, I guess I should have known Dancing on my bed to a Fugee song Just killing me softly You left me laying here with my eyes closed Stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors And made a mess of

This is my sword, we are one and the same My enemies' woe, vengeance the name This is my sword, the dealer of pain The odds are stacked against me Outnumbered three to one These men are seasoned warriors But I stand my ground Waiting, let them come

That same old song (woah oh) Ride with us on Friday night See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't crankin' Hank Sippin' on a little somethin' strong I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads Tailgates, tan lines and corn rows It sounds