'Cause I’ve got a jet black heart And there’s a hurricane underneath it Trying to keep us apart I write with a poison pen But these chemicals moving between us Are the reason to start again But now that I’m broken Caught up in a moment Can you see inside?

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh But words, they won't do it justice I got something on my mind I could write it on a sign I need a translator at the tip of my tongue There's a freight train of emotion stuck in my lungs

Love throw a line On you and me Just before the blood runs into the valley Let's write a story of, a title wave We run out of luck, we run out of days We run out of gas, hundred miles away From a station There's a war and a plague yeah, smoke and

Yeah, I'm a shy young man with a real big heart I still haven't found where I belong But you know, my sweet Lord gave me just one thing, darling I know how to write one hell of a song Yeah, I know how to write one hell of a song This is what the Lord

A writer takes his pen To write the words again That all in love is fair But all is fair in love All is fair in love Love's a crazy game Two people vow to stay In love as one they say But all is changed with time

You're just the last of the real ones (You're just the last of the real ones) 'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me I'm here in search of your glory There's been a

I'll use that star to write, I love you A thousand times across the sky One thing isn't very clear, my love Should the teachers stand so near, my love Graduation's almost here, my love Did you say that I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think I'm

I'll write your name Across the sky And take away the stars 'Cause you light up the night You as high as the moon When you're here with me That's why I'm gonna write your name For the world to see Another old name on the porch with the bottle

You might hear it on the radio. Baby you never know, But it's gonna be just about you and me, How much I miss you. You're the one that got away. You're gonna hear your song someday. And then I'll write you a song. Girl, I'm gonna warn ya, I'm leaving

Would you write, would you call back baby if I wrote you a song I need you at home And you can wave to all of your friends And I'll never leave you again I been gone but you're still my lady Cut off all of your hair Did you flinch, did you care Did he