Diddy-duhdee doo-dah-day (They always say don't love a ho) Singin' in my face like I was wrong for fallin in love I was wrong for fallin' in love (Don't do it yo') But I just went against the grain It was a feelin' I can't explain And it felt like harmony

If tomorrow I found one more chance to begin I'd love you all over again Has it been ten years Since we said I do I've always heard marriage made one seem like two But you're looking better than you did back then You still make this old heart give in And

But now it's back again See the pain in my eyes See the scars deep inside My God, I'm down in this With the laughter I smile With the tears that I cry Keep going down this road Called life

I take my leave of you Walk down to the water Stare out across the blue Look to where our love was stolen What I'd give to be unbroken Find again the love we knew But now with our past around you Shall we meet in the sunrise Stand one last time as two

I'll be coming up when the sun goes down Rolling like a rock 'til I hit the ground Running from the law but I can't be found Only my God can track me down Oh we'll crash, crash, right down again London Bridge is falling down, falling down And if it don't

They're pulling me under Voices, In my head again I keep it all inside because I know the man is everything but kind Baiting me in a war I can't win I can hear them now Trapped in a game inside my own skin I don't know myself anymore Voices in my head

But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did I've been spending the last eight months Thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end Took a deep breath in the mirror He

How did you think I would feel How could you do this to me Won't let you hurt me again now I'm nothing to you, I can see Just walk away from me I'm torn up but I can't believe You sat and watched me bleed I am the waiting one it seems What should I do

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I’d ask him what the matter was But I know that he don’t talk And the ladies treat me kindly And they

But we don't go outside anymore The radio blasts hysteria While the television's sideways on the floor We're mourning in the streets of Amerika Mourning in the streets of Amerika Stand by to switch on We fire out all pistons We're singing along But no