Would you write, would you call back baby if I wrote you a song I need you at home And you can wave to all of your friends And I'll never leave you again I been gone but you're still my lady Cut off all of your hair Did you flinch, did you care Did he

Oh where did I go wrong, Its bad, so sad, I ended up losing everything I had I'm livin my life like a country song Livin my life like a country song Oh will I get it back, I'm livin like I'm in a Willie Nelson track Love left town and my whole worlds

How did we end up talking in the first place You said you liked my Cobain shirt Now we're walking back to your place You're telling me how you love that song About living on a prayer I'm pretty sure that we're halfway there And when I wake up next to you

My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

In my heart there always will remain My stardust melody The memory of love's refrain Though I dream in vain Sometimes I wonder, why I spend The lonely nights Dreaming of a song Haunts my reverie

Sing your least favorurite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh) I'll go out, grow my hair too long I'll go out, kiss all of your friends Make a story and pretend It was me who made this end (oh, oh, oh) And I don't wanna be locked out I don't wanna

We all want love and that's okay, Maybe there's someone. When my song has slipped away And the darkness swallows the day Another one's not very far away, so baby just hold on. And at the end of everyday no one can take these things away Baby just hold on

If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear Where you from, nigga?" "Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?" "Where your grandma

There are no more tales to be told! No more stories from battles of old! Now it seems our journey has come to an end! We are scraping the barrel my friend! For many a-year we have travelled the seas Singing songs about pirates and all their misdeeds!

To sing a song, I got a friend, Shows me all the good times, Tells me I look better, Chews me up and spits me out, And then walks my ass home. And sings a song, When I'm gone, gone, gone.