Where do we go? Oh, when love is gone Where does it go? I've gotta know Can we work it out? Can we just work it out? Scream and shout 'till we work it out? And after all this time Hanging on to the dead lights

Oh I've got a woman now As she mistakes my name I see the light come around And strange as it seems I'm bursting at the seams Her wallet photos don't turn me on I feel her hand come around And her stone-wash denim jeans are darker than they seemed She

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

Oh God you gotta make it stop My sweet Virginia You used to say I couldn't save you enough So I've been savin' it up, I started savin' it up I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria Use me up, spit me out,

Oh oh, oh oh oh She loves in stereo Big stage, bright light, short love, long night I should know 'cause I've seen it before Her favorite colors be platinum and gold I think I gotta let her go, she only loves in stereo She's a fast love professional Crafty,

State, state, state, state of the art (Hold the phone, it's so) (Oh my God, it's so) (State of the art) When the cotillion arrived We threw out the television I'm Model D 575 Has custom flute presets And Harmony-Plus in addition

Girl you've gotta slow it down I'm not tryna fall for you I can't give it all to you Oh Oh the more that I tell her I'm not staying over Oh Oh the more that I try to convince her this won't work The faster she takes off her clothes Even though I want to You've

Oh, I walked the line My lips are shakin' my nails are bit off Been a month since I've even heard myself talk Only advantage this life's got on me Picture empty cup in the middle of the sea And I fought back in my mind Never lets me be right, I got

When I look at you it's like I've been baptised It's so spiritual like I've been sanctified Oh Oh I'm drunk in love and you're Beyoncé Let's get it on All I gotta say is I feel like a rolling stoner Don't think I can keep my composure Girl, until the night

I've been rollin', rollin', I can't stop, I can't Oooooo-ooooo-oooooh, aaaah That's why I'm floatin' off that blue pill, blue dream It got me like I-I-I-I-I (straight up) I'm a rockstar rollin', Shabba, I got ranks I'm rollin' off that blue pill, blue