Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

He knows everything It's just a minor thing And I'm a minor king I change the key from C to D You see to me it's just a minor thing, yo To readjust you've got to trust You've got your bit part, Mozart Hot dart acceleration Pop art, pistol chasin'

I got to vote for you ‘Cause if you’ve got the plan Well, you been talkin’, talkin’ to the people Tryin’ to get them to go your way Telling us, telling us not to worry You say we won’t be led astray We’re so tired of your signifying How do we know, 'til

Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just

When you've got to feel it in your bones You see, you've got to feel it in your bones I don't want to be crippled and cracked Shoulders and wrists, knees and back Ground to dust and ash Crawling on all fours Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing

They're waiting for the sun to go down You've got bones in your closet You've got ghosts in your town Ain't no doubt, dear, They're gonna come out You can't hide from your demons Feel them all lurking around You're runnin' scared cause You know they're

You've got to ride to live, live to ride Feel the flames burn inside And though you know, you ride to hide REPEAT CHORUS Hard roads and endless lines flow through his veins Cold steel and hot fuel injected 's the dream that fills his brain But no, not

I'll come find you one of these days The moment you stop looking Wherever you go, you'll be in the right place You'll never know the difference it makes When you let go, and give up your chance You think you're ready But you've got too much on your mind

You've got your whole life to lead Wave goodbye to the past It's pulling you under It's not the first time, and they're getting deeper More and more your demeanor looks like quicksand It seems like your giving up, giving up on everything you worked for

Don't go for second best baby Put your love to the test you know, you know you've got to Make him express how he feels and maybe Then you'll know your love is real Express yourself So if you want it right now, make him show you how Express what he's got,