When it comes to you Comes to you There's no crime Let's take both of our souls And intertwine Don't be blind Watch me speak from my heart No limit in the sky That I won't fly for ya

I've paid for your mistakes Your time is borrowed No, no more sorrow Your time has come to be replaced Thieves and hypocrites! Your time has come to be replaced! Are you lost In your lies? Do you tell yourself "I don't realize"?

And everybody wants to cheer it New lamps for old Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain Let it rain You need a new song I'll set the words up so they tear right at your soul Don't take me too long But there's a danger that I'll plagiarize something old

Don't know what to do, what to say I'm not sure what to tell you confused Take your hand or let it go Take your hand or let go Which way, do I take your hand or let go Do I take your hand or let it go I can't take this feeling much more Do I take your

I want you to know Who's to say where the wind will take you Who's to say what it is will break you Who's to know when the time's come around Don't want to see you cry I know that this is not goodbye Something is about to give I can feel it coming I

Don't take no mess from nobody I ain't one to be questioned If they act up just leave 'em alone When ya done wit 'em you can send 'em home Switch, switch, switch, switch About who and where I've been About what time I came in Trying to squeeze, baby

The winner takes it all I don't want to talk About the things we've gone through Though it's hurting me Now it's history I've played all my cards And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play

Lot of love to let you It's gonna take a lot of love to let you Go, oh-oh-oh Go, oh-oh-oh (Oh, oh) I could cry to you, fight with you Beg you to stay but I won't try to change your mind I can't make you love me if you don't They say, "If you love them

Have a drink on me So don't worry about tomorrow Take it today Forget about the check We'll get hell to pay Have a drink on me (on me) Whiskey, gin and brandy With a glass I'm pretty handy I'm trying to walk a straight line

What's the point of never knowing at all? When every step I take is always too small. Maybe it's just something I can't admit, But lately I feel like I don't give a shit. Motivation such an aggravation Accusations don't know how to take them Inspiration