La-da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da So here we go again I know how this one ends It's a phone call from someplace far away You say you've found yourself Oh, in someone else And she makes you forget about the rain Her eyes are a golden hue

People = shit, people = shit People = shit (what cha gonna do?) People = shit ('cause I am not afraid of you) People = shit (I'm everything you'll never be) People = shit C'mon motherfucker, everybody has to die Here we go again, motherfucker Come on

Can we start it all over again, this morning? Woke up this morning, found a love light in the storm Looked up this morning, saw the roses full of thorns Guns are falling, they don't have nowhere to go Oceans of diamonds always shine, smooth out below I

Why don't we make believe we're in love again Who said the crimson moon doesn't shine Where do people go when they're lookin' for that one of a kind Why don't we make believe that we're sorry Why must we hold it all inside Where do lovers go when they're

It's got what it takes So tell me why can't this be love? Straight from my heart Oh, tell me why can't this be love? Oh here it comes That funny feeling again winding me up inside Every time we touch Hey I don't know Oh, tell me where to begin cause I

I will be there, I will be there If we'd go again All the way from the start I would try to change The things that killed our love To win back your love again Love, only love Your pride has built a wall, so strong That I can't get through

'Cause you keep me coming back for more And I feel a little better than I did before And if I never see your face again, I don't mind 'Cause we got much further than I thought we'd get tonight Now you've gone somewhere else far away I don't know if I

Good morning heartache Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight to Sunday blues Here we go again You're the one Who knows me well

(Party, do it 'till tomorrow) 'Till we get to Las Vegas Whatever happens here, stays here So let's go all the way dear Til we get to Las Vegas Got a shit-eatin' grin Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again We're in Sin City

Stop haunting me now I've got those Monday blues straight through Sunday blues Good morning heartache here we go again Good morning heartache you're the one who knew me when Might as well get used to you hanging around Good morning heartache sit down