Pamela, don't break this heart of mine Just remember, it may not heal this time Pamela, there is no second chance, for the one who leaves it all behind Side by side, I'll be yours forever Rain or shine, any kind of weather There isn't anything I wouldn't

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

(Lookin' through the window) Lookin' through the windows Just remember whatever makes you feel that way Don't you worry 'cause I'm gonna stay Right by your side (By your side) To keep on lookin' through the windows Lookin' in your eyes

I never try to find you I hope you don't remember me But I hope you're not alone And I don't wanna know what you're thinking I'm looking out the window Ten years older than I was When I brought you down to see What I thought would make you fall in love

And I don't even know your name And it'll kill me everyday All I remember is that smile on your face 'Cause I don't even know your name, no, no I'm running, I'm searching And I don't know where to start I'm dying my love You punched a hole right through

Baby you are the weapon I choose These wounds are self inflicted I can't stop Don't care if I lose I'm going down in flames for you One more thing I'm addicted too Remember when I dove Into the crowd And I got a bloody knee

Oh well (say) I don't suppose you have a moment to spare me Do you? Do you? I have the suspicion you're not being yourself Remember I told you, I need you Remember the spark that was there All of the words that I'm saying Are just a fancy way of saying

And all my friends say I started shooting doubles When you walked in All my friends say I went a little crazy Seeing you with him You know I don't remember a thing But they say I sure was raising some cane I was a rock star, party hard

Martha, my dear Martha, my love Don't forget me When you find yourself in the thick of it Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you Though I spend my days in conversation, please Remember me Hold your head up, you silly girl