We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along

Waste my time on you, evil mama Why would you think, that I would ever wanna Oh mama, sneakin' up on me in the black of night Oh mama, turn my back just when you twist the knife Oh mama, I see trouble brewing in your eyes, eyes Oh mama, I won't ever let

If you want some, come get some Baby if I drop it down to the ground Then put it in your face now, what ya gon' do? Shorty if I shake it then turn around Then back it up on ya, what ya gon' do? If you want some, shawty, come get some We gon' start this

Pull me down again Please remedy my confusion And thrust me back to the day The silence of your seclusion Brings night into all you say And guide me into pain I'm counting nocturnal hours Drowned visions in haunted sleep

And never say never Whenever you knock me down I will not stay on the ground Pick it up, up, up Ne-never say never (never say it) Ne-never say never (never) And there's just no turning back When your heart's under attack

Re-invent yourself today Re-invent your world today Crying out for the last time There is no turning back now Don't use a weakness Don't change the subject Don't ask the questions if you fear the answer

I hope that I can turn back the time To make it all alright, all alright for us I'll promise to build a new world for us two With you in the middle Staring at two different views on your window ledge Coffee is going cold, it's like time froze There you

Who you gonna call When your road runs out at the sea You can turn around and walk back to me Where you gonna go What ya gonna do when you get there You know you're never gonna find someone who loves you like I do When you get tired of runnin' June fell

Baby, please, don't go Turn your lamp down low You got me way down here Baby, please, don't go back to New Orleans Because I love you so Turn your lamp down low; my heart is beating so So, baby, please, don't go Made me weep and moan You made me weep and