Nothing hurts my world, Just affects the ones around me When sin's deep in my blood, You'll be the one to fall "I wish I could be the one, The one who won't care at all But being the one on the stand, I know the way to go, no one's guiding me When time

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

Where's my mind Maybe it's in the gutter where I left my lover What an expensive fate My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache Sittin' all alone Mouth full of gum In the driveway

Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside Is the weight of the world on my shoulders? The key to the next open chapter On my shoulders All alone I pierce the chain And all in all the sting

'Cause she's two thousand light years away I hold my breath and close my eyes and Dream about her She holds my malakite so tight so Never let go I sit alone in my bedroom Staring at the walls I've been up all damn night long My pulse is speeding

Did you think I wouldn't hear all the things you said about me? This is why we can't have nice things, darling Because you break them I had to take them away This is why we can't have nice things, honey This is why we can't have nice things And here's to

Take away my Plastic Money Keep away from Plastic Money Well, don't you play with Plastic Money I'm gonna pay all tabs away with Plastic Money Twisted Sister Plastic Money I'm living' on the edge I'm pushin' all the way Don't worry 'bout a thing Some

They call it jazz, man That's the way they do it That's the way they roll They shake it down, down, down One, two, three He plays so sexy to me Three, four, five, six Kit's got some brand new licks Six, seven, eight

Redefine yourself See it in your mind This is all a game This is my fortune Well I see, because this is my window Your questions, with every move I make So much time, I filled up with answers To why my feet, will always hold their ground Need to be the

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week