Giving you what you're begging for I'm not afraid anymore What makes you sure you're all I need? Forget about it You're teaching me to live without it Giving you what you say I need I don't want any settled scores I just want you to set me free Giving

Hey hey hallelujah, hey hey hallelujah I really got a hold on you, you're begging me for more You never seen nobody do the things I do before singing Yeah I drive you crazy and your heart's about to break You're begging me for mercy, don't know how much

I'll give it all to you There's no need to ask, babe Anything you ask me Is it that good? My love, my flower Is she that good? Am I that good? You're begging I can feel your knees sinking

Ball Tongue! You were my bride, when does our friendship end? I'm not gonna give in There you are alone With no hope of ever having something to be proud of Something earned without begging Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to me Who do you

I swear to God When I'm hung over you I'm on my knees, begging pretty please I'm so love drunk stupid off these memories Mother Mary please, have mercy on me The Sun came up and I can't believe you're over me It's like ba-da-da-da-da-da Your shadows,

Dangerous love You’re no good for me, darling Yeah, you turn me away Like I’m begging for a dollar Danger, oh, how you hold me I get a chill inside And nothing frightens me, baby, oh You’re a dangerous love Don’t you come back no more

I'm begging you to keep on haunting 'Cause I've done some things that I can't speak So won't you take a breath and dive in deep? 'Cause I came here so you'd come for me I'm begging you to keep on haunting me I know you're gonna keep on haunting me And I

You're my, my, my, my kind of woman My, oh my, what a girl And I'm down on my hands and knees Begging you please, baby, show me your world Oh baby, oh man You're making my crazy, really driving me mad That's all right with me, it's really no fuss As long

You are your own worst enemy So what ails you is what impales you I am my own worst enemy You're a victim of the system I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees

I guess you were right I'm tired of begging you to love me Goodness, gracious, you're amazing According to you, I'm a lucky lady You say that I'm too crazy My straight jacket's custom-made though (with fucking diamonds) My straight jacket's custom-made