Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane Come play my game Inhale, inhale, you're the victim Exhale, exhale, exhale Breathe with me Come breathe with me

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to be this way It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

Right then, that's when I'll take you back It's like music To hear you bawling When a freight train jumps off a track And rolls down my road And it's summertime in Texas And they're playing in the snow

Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you When you try your best but you don't succeed When you get what you want but not what you need When you feel so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in reverse When the tears come

When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon) Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon) Pick a fight at an airport bar Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon One, two, three, four Everybody party 'til the gasman comes Sparkle like Bowie in the morning

Bring your hammer Pound the nails Drag that coffin down in hell

With my Spanish girl, playing FIFA I might phone Genita Mas tequila? Sí señorita Whatsapp only, I'm overseas, I'm in Beverley Hills My new girl got my old girl hurting The last ex that I had was a lighty but the next X that I get is a German That's a X5

You give love a bad name (bad name) And you're to blame You give love Shot through the heart I play my part and you play your game You give love (bad name) No one can save me The damage is done Darlin', you give love a bad name

It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story, same old story Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's

You and me are floating on a tidal wave You and me are drifting into outer space Trying to repair it And singing Trying hard to speak and Fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction It's all part of the plan