Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know It's like I'm looking from a distance, Standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a

Your boy boy b-b-b-b-b-boyfriend Looking for a All I really want is to be your Don't be scared to come put your trust in me Can't you see all I really want to be Is your boyfriend Can't fight that Knock me down you know I'm coming right back

Your love's coming down like It's coming Feel it on my finger tips, hear it on my window pane Wash away my sorrow, take away my pain Till I feel your For the first time I can hear my heart sing Call me a fool but I know I'm not

I could lie, say I like it like that, like it like that Quiet when I'm coming home and I'm on my own Don't you know I'm no good for you? I've learned to lose you, can't afford to Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin' But nothin' ever stops you leavin' Don't

Where would I go? If I don't know where I'm coming from Where you going, where you going? If I don't know, I don't know Believe me, when I say Before light, there was dark Where you going? Places that I've have been, things that I have seen

Forty-eight hours needs forty-eight Friday or Saturday, what does that mean? Short space of time needs a heavy scene Monday is coming like a jail on wheels Forty-eight thrills So tell me an' I'll take the tube You know a girl, yeah well she's bound to be

So you wanna play with magic Boy, you should know whatcha falling for Baby do you dare to do this 'Cause I’m coming atcha like a dark horse Are you ready for, ready for A perfect storm, a perfect storm 'Cause once you’re mine, once you’re mine There’s no

I know there's a way Before the awful sound Started coming down It's an awful sound We can make 'em pay Think it over and say (I'm never going back again) We can leave today When you hit the ground You and I were born

I always want you when I'm coming down Pick up your phone I'm all alone The party's finished and I want you to know I'm feelin' everything before I got up I got something to tell you but don't know how I'ma say it I guess that I could only say one thing

Y'all niggas better not be coming around me with that fugazi no more, you know? Got that thang for your ass, you know? (I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna I'm gonna have to leave you) A Vet stylin' at Met Gala, tuna salad from La Scala