Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Stronger than yesterday Now it's nothing but my way My loneliness ain't killing me no more I, I'm stronger I, I'm stronger Ooh hey, yeah Hush, just stop There's nothing you can do or say, baby I've had enough

But Cinderella's got to go I'm sorry for runnin' away like this And I'm sorry I've already made my wish Here I am, so try to forgive me I don't believe in fairy tales Here we are with nothin' but honesty I've had enough, I'm not gonna stay I'm sorry just

The aftertaste I know there's nothing that I can do to make you stay But one thing I know that will always remain And that's the aftertaste Don't break, don't fade While we're not real, we're never too late Make time, it won’t hurt Said I’ll go now, but

Nananana, yeah yeah Somebody with you And without you I am nothing But I feel like somebody with you So good that I don't deserve it So close that it's almost perfect To be laying in your arms Even though I broke your heart So high for the chance to fix

Fuck me so you stop baby talking I don't really want to live out of you I heard I change my mind with you often Baby talk is creeping me out Alright, so this is really fucked up, but Alright, I was sleeping next to him But I was dreaming about the other

But we don't, we don't care We don't care, we don't, we don't care (Even if it) We don't, we don't (Even if it, we don't) We don't care Oh well, I'm kinda drunk But it's kinda fun, even if we know it's wrong Oh only for the night Only for the ride, even

You wonda why they call you bitch Look here Miss Thang, hate to salt your game But you's a money hungry woman and you need to change In the locker room, all the homies do is laugh High fives cause anotha nigga played your ass It was said you were

So why does it hurt so bad Why do I feel so sad But I keep crying When I don't love you So why does it hurt me so I gotta get you outta my head Hurts so (yeah you do) Why does it hurt so bad Thought I was over you

Let the good times roll, let the good times roll I don't care if you're young or old Get together, let the good times roll Hey, everybody, let's have some fun You only live but once And when you're dead you're done, so Don't sit there mumblin', talkin'