Why she dancing alone Did she come on her own? So why does she keep on dancing Dancing alone? It's like I've seen her face before I know, but I don't know for sure My friends ain't with me anymore Oh, I've gotta know Seems so lost

It don't hurt as bad as it used to Crashed the car again, goddamn Break my heart again, goddamn I don't have no friends, goddamn I'm a loner 'til the end, goddamn I admit girl, yeah, I just used you I admit this not what I'm used to Oh, my last girl left

She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine She could hitch a ride out of town And so far away from that low town good for nothing mistake making fool With excuses like baby that was a long time ago But that's just a euphemism if you

Oh, the guns of Brixton You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun Shot down on the pavement

But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side I said without you I was broken Without you I was broken So without you I was broken With everything ahead of us we left, everything behind But nothing that we needed at least Not at this time And I,

Oh won't you stay for a while I'll take you on a ride If you can keep a secret Show me darkness baby, show me demons And I will make it worth your while, worth your while Oh won't you stay for a while (stay for a while) Stay a while, stay a while Stay

When you've got to feel it in your bones You see, you've got to feel it in your bones I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders and wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing

Ooh, you're all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight Time should've taught me the lesson Went lookin' for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off my pride every time we undressin' Make it happen in my mind,

Oh, baby I'm a I'm a rockstar Sleep all day I told ya, baby Bright lights

You're going through six degrees of separation Oh no there ain't no helping, to remember one's self First, you think the worst is a broken heart What's gonna kill you is the second part And the third, is when your world splits down the middle And fourth,