Melatonin, baby, take it this time We don't wanna end up hurtin' tomorrow Long term or temporary, I can't decide How much of my love can you borrow? Tried my best to build you up from the bottom After laughter comes tears Tighten up, baby, yes, I fell

It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer It is where we are And can you feel the love tonight (tonight)? It's enough to make kings and vagabonds There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away An enchanted

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

I've been lost Lost in the fire of love Lost, lost in the fire of love All the weight of my worries And the fear that surrounds me Depends on you too I had a dream, to wash myself Of this great affliction So hard to say, I get uptight

Nothing's gonna stop us. Uh-oh, why you holding back, now? Don't you know it's time to let your inner freak out? Uh-oh (Uh oh) Not when the beat is kicking like this does Why should I care about the opinion of others? I don't wanna spend my time hiding

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

This time it's goodbye trouble I feel the light at the end of this tunnel I get stronger with every step Come Hell, come high water You push on me I'm going to push back harder I got a whole lot more than a little bit left Oh, don't put dirt on my grave

I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine These old letters from years ago I felt it was leading to a When I wrote this I may have been finally able to address how it feels Another brick-red room, another black-top town

Don't tell a lie on me I won't tell the truth 'bout you The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior Thirty millions later, my future favors Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated My day shift's been devoted to fuckin' up bundles of

You cleared up my scars Your love has fixed all of our broken hearts It’s a lifelong lesson and I’m not pretending when I say I hope you’re proud, mother, of what you’ve done This is for my mother, from the older brother of your children made of three