Isn't it nice Human sacrifice I just want to thank you for all your advice Send me kisses when it's grey skies It's been so long look how time flies If you love me won't you let me know I've been trying to learn let you go Call my name whenever tears

Anytime she goes away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone I know, I know, I know, I know, I know And this house just ain't no home It's not warm when she's away And she's always gone too long Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay

When you're lost in the rain in Juarez when it's Easter time, too And your gravity fails and negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there and they really make a mess outta

You'll never really find those perfect words Something more than just, "Goodbye" It's hard to remember the good times when there's just so much heartache And they deserve more than that They deserve more than just one single moment of sadness So just

Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind When the wind decides that it's time to ride To spread a little hell through the heartland It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke, through the desert night And the wings of fire, keep climbin' higher

Got the streets in a lock, I'ma make you love me Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me? I know you gon' be the one that's gon' hold me down When it's time to put in work you know I'm always 'round Tote that

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

I'll be fine I'll be fine, fine, fine If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine 'Cause when it all falls down, then whatever When it don't work out for the better When it all falls down, when it all falls down

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

But I know I'm gonna get there someday Well its been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray Got that job I was dreaming about Sometimes its tough traveling around But who I