What if nothing ever will change? Whoa, oh oh whoa, oh oh whoa, oh oh whoa Oh I'm caught between your love and a hard place I'm caught between your love and a hard place, oh I'm caught between your love and a hard place But I, I'd rather fight Than lose

I know you send me Honest you do Darling you send me At first I thought it was infatuation But woo, it's lasted so long Now I find myself wanting To marry you and take you home Honest you do, honest you do Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Ladies, it's your song So as soon as this come on You should get out on the floor Gon' and get your sexy on If you know that you better Then the new girl that he on Go 'head and tell him now Celebratin' our breakin' up, oh whoa

What if nothing ever will change? Whoa, oh oh whoa, oh oh whoa, oh oh whoa Oh I'm caught between your love and a hard place I'm caught between your love and a hard place, oh I'm caught between your love and a hard place But I, I'd rather fight Than lose

We can be strong Run, run with her t- On the road to love Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm on whoa, oh oh whoa I'm on the road to love Get your hot rods ready to rumble Out on this lonely road Follow that unicorn

You'd better Stop, before you tear me all apart You'd better Stop, before you go and a break my heart Oh whoa, you'd better stop All that I have, is all that you've given me Did you never worry, that I'd come to depend on you I gave you all my love, that

Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care Everyday, everyday I have the blues When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose Well worries and trouble darling, babe you know I've had my share Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues Everyday,

Well I'm a lover not a fighter So I kiss that girl and say goodbye now 'Cause I came for kicks not for arguments No whoa oh oh 'Cause I'm a lover not a fighter Leave a message after the beep Somebody fill in the gaps, somebody fill in the dots I feel

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

Whoa oh oh (oh oh) Hey, clumsy Bangin' all over this bedroom Again and again Call me a fool, call me insane But don’t call it a day Closer to you, closer to pain