Hey, hey, hey Do you bury me when I'm gone Do you teach me while I'm here Just as soon as I belong Then it's time I disappear Here I go into new days I'm pain, I'm hope, I'm suffer Ain't no mercy there for me And I went on down that road

We could, we could belong together (ARTPOP) ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP My ARTPOP could mean anything Just do that thing that you do A hybrid can withstand these things My heart can beat with bricks and strings Come to me, in all your glamour and cruelty And

Still we're far, we're far from faithless And we trust to guide us on We still believe that, we still believe that we belong Still we long, we long for days when We can trust, we are not wrong We still believe that, we still believe, we still believe,

That endless nights are far away And I love you Could never never never And I run into I see you don’t look down and now I feel the truth The afterglow that’s down below Is when I see your smile And in your eyes, true love assigns Forever is a word that

Lately I’ve been worried I don’t know where to it is that I do belong Lately I’ve been too busy To smell the bottle brush Just chasing laps around the sun And you just laugh and smile Shake your head and remind me that All good things can come true Oh,

Love for sale. When the only sound in the empty street, Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop. When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town. That her smile becomes a smirk, I

What You say of me (I) You say I am loved when I can’t feel a thing You say I am strong when I think I am weak When I don’t belong, oh You say that I am Yours And I believe (I), oh I believe (I) You say I am held when I am falling short I keep fighting

Aoooh! Ooh oohooh Sing the dog house song! Sing the dog house song...! (Here come the 3-string Trance Wonder! We gon' do the Dog House!) All my life I been in the dog house I guess that just where I belong

It's not where I belong Windows in rooms that I'm passin' through Little boy, six years old A little too used to bein' alone Another new mom and dad, another school Another house that'll never be home When people ask him how he likes this place He looks

I want to bring You all that is in my heart I want to bring You my everything But I've failed You so many times How can I stand here before You When I begin to steal what only belongs to You I am able to bring You nothing that isn't already Yours I am so