I'll be there for you So I'll be there for you And in that moment you showed me I'll make sure they know That you're responsible For making me everything you always knew I was You said you wanted a lover, a best friend And anchor who you believe in Your

But we are best friends right? You're Stephanie and I'm Paulette You know what all my faces mean Everything that happened in between Because we are best friends right? I can't wait to get away from you Unsurprisingly you hate me too We only communicate

I'm so hot for you Baby love me through and through REPEAT BRIDGE Ow, alright Hey girl, across the room Say I'm in love, babe, it's much too soon But you know I'd give you everything that I have Girl, do you know what you're doin' to me? I'm gettin'

Send me a postcard When you get to where you're going Send me a line To everything you've left behind Won't you let me know But life's not what you make it, baby Honey, now that your shackles are gone And you're out there on your own If things get hard

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I know I left you speechless I'll be better to you I'll do everything different I'll be somebody different But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

It's a long shot just to beat these odds The chance is we won't make it It's a long shot, but I say why not If I say forget it, I know that I'll regret it 'Cause you're the best I got My heart beat beats me senselessly Why's everything got to be so

But I know you love a little danger, baby Everything about you girl is just my style You look just like a little angel baby You got some wild in your smile Hey girl what's up, looks like you're good to go Hop in, lets ride, take it down this road You

Is don't believe everything you think Baby, I might just have a ring in my pocket right now Don't believe everything you think So settle on down girl, reel that wild imagination in, I know you're thinking that you've got me all figured out A music man

Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known and now he's blown it Upside down and hell's the only sound, we did an awful job Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill-at-ease Everything is on fire Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame Children

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