(Never goes away) I've let myself become you Giving up a part of me You'll always be right here You've become a part of me You'll always be my fear I can't separate myself from what I've done Took what I hated and made it a part of me Give me my space

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills

That's the way you come to me I'm head over heels And I'm always gonna be That's okay I love the way you come to me Sun breaks I can't wait Til I'll be on my way again I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I’m torn to pieces, I’m broken down I still see your face when you’re not around I sit here in misery wondering if I’ll ever be Half the man you wanted me to be Even though I know you’re not gonna come back I can’t wash it away It’s tearing me to pieces

I would like to get to know you baby Like to get under your sexy body Under your sexy body Come take me under now, na na na, na na na Go on and go there, na na na, na na na Who's to say what's meant to be? Oh, I can't help myself, it's human nature,

God could've never made two Nobody quite like you Woah, sweetheart One kiss and I come unglued You are the reason, I fall to pieces 'Cause you're all that I adore You're the one my heart beats for And I can't believe you gave your sweet heart to me

Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks, And the night is so black that the darkness cooks, And you come creeping around, making me do things I don't want to do. Can't believe that she needs my love so bad. Come sneaking around, trying to

Can't you come out to play in your empty garden, Johnny He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And I've been knocking but no one answers Oh and I've been calling, oh hey hey Johnny Who lived here And

Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true I don't want no other love Baby it's just you I'm thinking of You know I can be found Sitting home all alone If you can't come around At least please telephone Baby, if I made you mad For something I might have