All your lovin', all your lovin' Baby, all your lovin' One in a million, apart from the crowd When I think of you now It's like callin' a cloud special One and the only, don't leave me lonely You know what we had You know it was always special All your

I was a lost boy I was a lost boy in my room Too much to handle You're all alone Does she love you, you'll never know 'Til she kills my soul You're all that I'll know Our love virtues, forever on Out of the shadows

Never get over not getting under you Getting under you So I'll never get over No I'll never get over I was so foolish on some stupid shit Knowing that you left messes with my head Shadows of you haunt me now That I never got a chance to hit

Tell me, why not waste it on me? Waste it on me So if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time Baby, why not waste it on me? And I know there's no making this right, this right (yeah) And I know there's no changing your mind, your mind (oh)

And baby I know you got your radio on Na na na na na na na And letting you go was wrong 'Cause I didn't know I needed you so I woke up again this morning And wouldn't you know it, pouring rain I went and burned a pot of coffee And like us I poured it

One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine There are ten things you need to know (number one!) We rowed across the Hudson at dawn My friend, William P. Van Ness signed on as my (number two!) Hamilton arrived with his crew Nathaniel Pendleton and a

Wished i had told her Ooh she was my only one I need her loving Does she really know I need your loving But it's too late, it's too late It's too late, she's gone now I know she's gone now

Wanted a woman, never bargained for you Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true Lots of people talk and few of them know Soul of a woman was created below, yeah You hurt and abused tellin' all of your lies Run around sweet baby, Lord how they

You're just like all the bitches I know I know, I know Why do you know all the bitches I know? Monsta's gon’ tear it up All she ever wanted was my heart to hurt No attachments, just a Gucci purse She know I'm mad rich, she think I'm usin’ her My diamonds

Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling again If I could have it back All the time that we wasted I'd only waste it again You know I would love to waste it again Waste it again and again and again Well, I've got to ask Sometimes I can't