Your heart, not able Let me show you How much I care Sometimes it gets hard When you rock and roll with me There's nowhere else I'd rather be Let me wrap myself around you You'll show me how I see it

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my

When I was young Pain more painful Laughter much louder Yeah, when I was young The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen

The New York Times (Extra, extra, read all about it) They say you can win anywhere if you can win here And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here Hustle hard, yeah it really ain't a game mane Same places, different faces, on the train mane New

Hold on, don't you say goodbye. I want you to tell me now before we lose forever. Girl, I don't want to lose you now. Times are hard, my spirit's weak, Ev'rything seems to be goin' wrong, the outlook's bleak. You know I fooled around, play'n' the field.

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

Let's go on vacation You and I know We're both so busy we work so hard and I never see you, it's totally retarded When we're together, we're both so tired Sometimes I wish we'd just get our asses fired Cuz that way, you and me, we could hang out all day

So would you come back, would you come back to me So would you come back, you mean everything to me One, two, three, four Well, after all the times we met, you said I never was your man And though I tried hard to forget, I never quite could understand

You'll never really find those perfect words Something more than just, "Goodbye" It's hard to remember the good times when there's just so much heartache And they deserve more than that They deserve more than just one single moment of sadness So just