Tell me you, tell me you do Tell me you don't Tell me you will Then tell me you won't Help me understand you love Tell me what you want So I can understand your love Can't take it

I'm old fashioned But I don't mind it That's how I want to be As long as you agree To stay old fashioned with me I am not such a clever one About the latest fads I admit I was never one Adored by local lads Not that I ever try to be a saint

Standing in the rain Milk carton mug-shot baby Missing since 1983 Twenty years of dirty needles So if you see me will you just drive on by Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye And did you want me? Well I guess I want you Oh pretty baby how could

Keep it moving, don't stop Just to remind us 'fore we lonesome You can have it anytime you want to hold some You play your cards right, baby I'll be ready to go (I'm ready to) You play your cards right, baby I'll be ready to go (yeah) Now all I need is

La la la la Can't calm down, stalker's round, yeah Can't make a sound, you force my love out Scared in your arms And I know it's a no, no, how I'm feeling for you I can't rid him of my sheets Pain wants me to let go Hurts so much that it's sweet How does

If you want it like that you should show me Help me now, let me know Come on let me know, let me know I'm good either way Either way, uh Um whatcha say? What's going on? Good either way Either way, uh (gonna bring it back just like she owe me)

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Say what you want but nothing can stop me now Contradict to know what I want Take a shot and I'll bounce this off I'm in control so nothing can hold me down All we get is hell but it works Too strong to give into words I just came to kick ass and take

Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I can't let you slide through my hands I watched you suffer a

Working for the devil You'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him Down among the racks You do his work so fine He'll remember you Worried for my friend As he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him