Get ready to jump Are you ready to jump? Don't ever look back, oh baby Yes, I'm ready to jump Just take my hands I can make alone There's only so much you can learn in one place All work and no fighting, I'll find a place of my own Get ready to, are you

I need a chuck, no better yet A hunk of that fuck Only when I'm drunk I get drunk and I stumble to the phone And conjure up a bitch to bone When I'm alone Fucked up, tore back I need to take a piss

I'm so damn lonely Sloe gin, sloe gin Tryin' to wash away the pain inside Well, I'm sick and I'm all done in And ain't even high I hate to go home alone But what else is new And I'm standin' in the rain And I feel like I'm gonna cry

Can't get you out of my head Out of, out of my head Out of my headphones It's like the record stopped spinning And you're gone again and I'm stuck here alone I turn it up, you turn me on It takes me back It takes all night long

I'm just a horse on the moor I'm just a horse with no name He means to ride me on, He sees a battle he don't want to face alone I bolt upwards and shake him off my back He falls to his knees, on to a bloody track Well I can't be your horse any more

Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through hell with you Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you 'Cause I'm gonna stand by you Even if we can't find heaven, I'm gonna stand by you And love, if your wings are broken Borrow mine so yours

She's a poor girl This is a story 'bout a poor girl, a story that you ought to know She lived all alone in a one room flat on a street where the lights are low Every night about the same time she'd go and put her glad rags on Go to the place where

Oh no love, you're not alone Gimme your hands 'cause you're wonderful (wonderful) Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget Ohh

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell Arms wide open I stand alone Right or wrong I can hardly tell The wrong side of heaven and the righteous side, I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone The righteous side of hell I'm getting