Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

The more I love the more that I'm afraid If we can be the best of lovers Yet be the best of friends If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows With any luck, then I suppose How do you keep the music playing? How do you make it last? How do

You look so good in love You want him That's easy to see And I wish you still wanted me Oh, how you sparkle And oh, how you shine That flush on your cheeks is more than the wine And he must do something that I didn't do Whatever he's doing

And be happy for the rest of your life Make a little more love Make a little less money Off a little less honey Can’t have it made there in the shade When you’re workin’ all the time Make a little more love, more love Be happy for the rest of your life

No, there’s no more questioning I’ll be the one defining who I'm gonna be I’m gonna love myself, the way I want you to love me No more standing in my own way No concealing feelings, or changing seasonally Love me, no more second guessing Let's get

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Too deep (yeah yeah) This shit too deep Too deep (too deep) for me Getting too deep (yeah yeah) I argue with my side thing (yuh) Way more than my main thing (yuh) I thought we were just fucking I can't fall in love for nothing I can't lie to you for

I want to be there when you wake up, be more than just your friend Baby there's no mistaking you're the love I wanna be in! I've always been there every time he let you down I caught your falling tears before they hit the ground But I just heard somebody

What will it take for you to notice? I am a heart on fire, the dawn walls diffuse So don’t get close Trouble and the worth Love like a needle full of methadone Prudent but not real, left you wanting more Lipstick track marks bleeding red Like Montagues

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you