Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old walkin' blues. Leavin' this morning, I had to go ride

And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today

She's got me runnin' round and round Oh oh, oh oh Even sweeter than a honey on a bumblebee She tastes like the sunshine kissing me She said honey if you want you can come with me Your touch has made me a believer Your love is all I ever needed And she's

Do you know what it feels like for a girl Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl What it feels like for a girl Strong inside but you don't know it Good little girls They never show it When you open up your mouth to speak could you be a

That love is just a four letter word Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the gypsy cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby heavy on her knee Yet spoke of life most free from slavery With eyes that showed no trace of

Next time you point a finger But the way I, way I see it I might have to bend it back I'll point you to the mirror And break it, break it off (I'll point you to the mirror) You don't have to believe me Can't make my own decisions

Own my mistakes Not just pass off all the blame I'd just be better now With someone else Next time, I wont suffer this kind of pain If you were here, we could figure this out Then I wouldn't be bitter If I had one call to make I would dial yesterday and

You've got to be the best You've got to change the world And you use this chance to be heard Your time is now Everything you are And everything you were Your number has been called

He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet (Yeah) I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing

The patient mental sits and stares An idle mind that's empty, screaming Staring back Why won't they leave him, leave him alone A passive speared ritual Drive by our war ship...the hate driven envy Why won't they leave me, leave me alone Just as I am,