Ah, but I'm singing like a bird, 'bout it now Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now I couldn't utter my love when it counted I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted The bite on above But never would fall in Like a crane at the final breath that

All that you wanted, and all that you needed Was a side of me I never let you see And I wish I could love you and make you believe it That's all you ever wanted, from me 'Cause that's all you ever wanted You gave me chances and I let you down You waited

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world

Lonesome day It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, yeah It's alright, it's alright, (it's alright, yeah) Baby, once I thought I knew Everything I needed to know about you Your sweet whisper, your tender touch But I didn't really know that much Joke's

I'm living the good life a toast to you now I can't complain (I can't complain) It's all sham pain (it's all sham pain) All in all it's a good life I got what I want I never cared about the money never really needed fame You think it would've changed me,

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

I'm yo man (I'm yo man) I came with everything you needed You and me are undefeated until the end of time One mind, one heart, one love All you gotta do is take This was made to last forever So let's say it together For the rest of time (You are all I

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

All I'm ever askin' for is time I just needed time to clear my mind What I want is already mine (It my fault, yeah yeah) I got women callin' my phone like I owe them some' It's kinda my fault, I guess I showed them some' No shit, I treat my dick like

I'm just a soiled dirty boy, Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading, Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my