You can go wherever you wanna go You don’t ever have to go to war no more You can get up on some sunny day and run You don’t ever have to pay the bills no more Go wherever you wanna go Fly up to the moon and say hello now Never have to go to war no more

Hell is for children Hell is for hell Because hell And you know that their little lives can become such a mess And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the

I understand about indecision But I don't care if I get behind People livin' in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying Future's coming much too slow And you want to run but

I'll pay a penny for your thoughts A nickle for your kiss, I will I will pay anything to know what's on your mind Tell me what's on your mind Listen honey baby There's something that I've gotta make clear You may have had other lovers in your life That

Cause' I don't know, But that's the price, You have to pay. One of these good ole days, One of these good ole days! Open your eyes, So you can see, Little girl, That you hurt me,

I'm at a payphone trying to call home All of my change I spent on you Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong Where are the plans we made for two If Happy Ever Afters did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full

They say Taylor was a good girl, never one to be late Complain, express ideas in her brain Working on the night shift, passing out the tickets You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret

Do nothin' till you hear from me Pay no attention to what's said Is over my head At least consider our romance If you should take the word of others you've heard I haven't a chance True I've been seen with someone new But does that mean that I'm untrue

She took a xanny (yeah), then she fainted (yeah) I'm from the gutter (hey), ain't no changing (nah) From the gutter (gutter), rap saved me (rap) She drive me crazy (drive me brazy), have my baby (have my baby) Need my cash (need my racks), fuck you pay

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are