All these changes Different stages Turning page after page after page It gets stranger day by day Just when you were getting used to this place You were getting used to these bones You were getting used to the changes Well the change won't leave you

It's your love Oh, it's a beautiful thing Don't think I can keep it all in It just does something to me It sends a shock right through me I can't get enough And if you wonder About the spell I'm under Oh it's your love

(Woah) Just let 'em talk about it Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk, just let 'em talk, just let 'em Shake that ass, don't care if they talk about it Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em Do your thing, don't

That's why we call each other We're so good under covers 'Cause we love how the fire feels No strings, 'cause it isn't real And you love the way I love the way you kiss And we never wanna hold it on It's just the right shade of wrong In the middle of the

People will say we're in love! Don't throw bouquets at me Don't please my folks too much Don't laugh at my jokes too much Don't sigh and gaze at me Your sighs are so like mine Your eyes mustn't glow like mine Don't start collecting things Give me my rose

It's the simple things in life Like the kids at home and a loving wife That you miss the most when you lose control Everything you love starts to disappear The devil takes your hand and says, no fear Have another shot, just one more beer I've been there,

A composer but never composed 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing': "Nobody will ever remember me," Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand

Tú eres la mami de mi vida Eres reina de mis amores En cielo no hay colores si no estas en mi, Solo cantarte muñequita y que tu a mime quieras como yo a ti Es lo que te pido a ti mujer Y se le llama, la novelita Paso los días soñando, pensando, corazon

Maybe I'm looking something that I can't have (maybe I'm looking something that I can't have) Sometimes the greatest the way to say something is to say nothing at all Caught up in the middle of it No I can't help myself, no I can't help myself, no, no,

Are you ready (are you ready)? Don't hate the black Don't hate the white If you get bit Just hate the bite Make sure your heart is beatin' right How's your backbone How's your eye? Add some bottom on mighty tight