Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head Should get out of this bed, but instead Go ahead, sing it to me Sing it to me, girl (all night) Sing it to

Tell me, are you coming back again? The sound of your torture is bringing us pain The weight on my shoulders I know I can't take Cry out, we will hear you Cry out so you can find your way back home Asking, are you coming back again? I need to know, will

Love for sale Appetising young 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

So if anybody thinks I'm a hero When they watch me walk right into the flames I'm just marching to the sound of her heartbeat Yeah, I'm a solider but if I'm a solider She's an army, an army, an army On the front line she's a statue, a safe place to run

Look alive, Sunshine One- oh-nine in the sky but the pigs won't quit You're here with me, Dr. Death Defying I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter Pumpin' out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive A system failure for the masses, empty

So sing to me Won't you sing me your sweet lullaby? Will you hold me? 'Cause all I need is somebody near me When my heart gets weak Somebody out there watching over me When I'm so tired, I can't even sleep Just the sound of your voice is the thing that I

I'm so far away The dust distorts the sound Last one left in this god forsaken town Tarnished all your memories Your smile's a front at best As you stare out the tilted window Is it one big second guess? I'm so far away now

I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong Stop sending letters Letters always get burned It's not like the movies They fed us

Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,