Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ah, ah Darling, I have to be moved from afar The truth is the only thing worth holdin' onto anymore (Anymore) Untie me, let me loose from the cord I'm so gone, so far, I deserve more (More, I deserve more) I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you) I'm beggin' you, please come home No one even begs anymore I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you) I'm beggin' you, please come home No one even begs anymore Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ah, ah Who should I rest blame upon when all of the signs are Brightly drawn and point back to your open arms? (Point back to your open arms) Back too soon, but I'm here for the last of support No longer bound by a broken heart (Bound by a broken heart) I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you) I'm beggin' you, please come home No one even begs anymore I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you) I'm beggin' you, please come home No one even begs anymore Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ah, ah Somewhere in a place over water My love, my love Home base, welcome to the Lord before I touch down You're all I need, all of me on my knees Normally harmony, bumblebee, hummingbird I'm a nerd, study you What are you, W-W-F? We fightin' We might need counseling Possibly more so me Sounds to me frowns'll be grounds to leave Hounds'll be lookin' for you before you drop a tear Offer them, stop pretending that I ain't him I ain't them, them some dumpling I remember when you start dying them silver hairs And start hiding from your age I ask, "Why, how come?" Amazing how time can run away from us I'm no nun, you're no priest But I promise, hun, you gon' see a phenomenon From with me like it's Ramadan I don't eat like it's Comic Con I'm a freak for you (Yuh) I'm begging now, pretty please with cherries on top Hairy wet twat Harriet Tubman, I don't give up And if a duck tells you strut then strut Then I'll hail you a car But what man won't beg? You know I'm nutmeg I will show up on a little moped With a little puppy, it'll be fluffy You are untough and we can discuss it You know I'm sufferin', I don't miss my friend I don't like my fan bent up 'til they come well That Illawong, sweet stuff We stuck, Billabong Leaks, that's minimum We gon' get along Peace and innercum Jesus been along T-i-m-e, um Please, I'm feelin' dumb Please, I'm feelin' dumb Please, I'm feelin' dumb Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ah, ah