Stand there and look into my eyes And tell me that all we had were lies Show me that to you it don't count And I'll stand here if you prefer Yes I'll leave you without a word Hey you can tell the world That you're leaving And you can pack your bags And

You are you are the love of my life I'm looking right at the other half of me The vacancy that sat in my heart Is a space that now you hold Show me how to fight for now And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy Coming back into you once I figured it out You

"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

You love me for everything you hate me for I am the dirt you created And your whore But let me tell you something baby I am your sinner (And I can be your whore) So how can this be? You’re praying to me As I look in your eyes

How can you live in this way? You must have something to say (Tell me why should I change?) Child of vision, won't you listen? Find yourself a new ambition Well, who do you think you're foolin'? You say you're havin' fun, But you're busy going nowhere,

Yes, the Black survivors! We're the survivors So I Idren, I sistren, We're the survivors (Ow-ow-ow-ow! Ow, ow-ow-ow-ow!) Yeah, yeah, yeah! How can you be sitting there Telling me that you care That you care?

The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I can show you how to hump without making love And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun Get down, I'll show you how If you got beef, then you better step up bitch I'll have a bottle and a

I just want to show you off Drive em all crazy, watch all the boys hate me Is that so wrong? Come on I just want the world to see how lucky I am It's a fine girl, damn, be all I ever saw We can go around, club hopping Tell you all I want to do is drop in

How you broke my heart If I stay here just a little bit longer If I stay here, won't you listen To my heart, Whoa, my heart? I don't want to talk about it, I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been cryin' forever And the stars in the sky don't

Instead, you wanna wait until I'm coming home Oh, I know that you won't let it go Can't we just talk it out before I go? It's hard for me to say this without sounding impatient And I know you know You know how we can fix it Just tell me and I'll listen,