What was that sound ringing around your brain? You're the outcast, you're the underclass But you don't care, because you're living fast You're the uninvited guest who stays 'till the end I know you've got a problem that the devil sends You think they're

Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherfucker 'til the day I die oh Yeah, bad (bad) mother (fucker) 'til the (day) I (die) When the line froze, what did I see? A bad motherfucker standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see

For your precious love means more to me Than any love could ever be For when I wanted you I was so lonely and so blue For that's what love will do Darling, I'm so surprised, Oh, when I first realized That you were fooling me Darling, they say that our

All around the world people want to be loved All around the world, they’re no different than us All around the world Baby what you doing? Where you at, where you at? Why you working so shy? Holdin' back, holdin' back We're not the only ones doing it like

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Whatever it is Something gotta hold on me I can't leave it alone, no Something is bothering me Something kinda worrying me Something in that cloud in the sky Do you feel it passing by?

I was never enough for you Was whatever you wanted me to But you took that from me, yeah I should have known, I should've known Don't waste my time My legs are weary but I still walk My hands are sore and broken but I still clutch My heart is jaded but I

Hanging out when it's past time to go Though everyone tried to ignore us We'd scared them all off by the chorus There you stood looking proud What was left of the crowd at our show And I was twenty-two backwoods years old You were singing that night by

I believe you could be What I need to believe And I believe that you could be what I need to believe Oh it just keeps coming 'round again To just keeps coming 'round again It's the same old song that I always sing each year But just because it's

Maybe I ain't working enough So why you wanna love me so bad Why you wanna love me so bad Haven’t you heard about my miserable past Critical past Pitiful past I swear no matter what I touch it breaks So I no longer wanna see your face I got the worst