You know that's not the way that it's supposed to be Oh no, no no no no I never want to see you crying over me Treating your love like I don't response Time in deed, caught up on me Trapped in your tears Please set me free I plea Making you feel like

Oh, babe, I got you, babe, I got you, babe People say that we don't know What love is or how to make it grow Well, I don't know if all that's true 'Cause you got me and baby, I got you Say, our love won't pay the rent Before it's earned, our money's all

Ooh why do we, we have to be Enemies, enemies? Forget all the scars All that they are Memories, memories Oh oh I know it hurts 'cause I feel it too I'm so sick of planning all my nights, nights 'Round avoiding you it’s gotta end We don’t have to love

I'm learning to see! The loss that you feel, I know that it's real. It's so hard when love is blind. You put your heart on the line. Now you feel like I'm wasting your time, But I know that someday, somehow, you'll learn to love. I know (ooh) I'm

Don't hold back your love I know what it's like to be forgotten Left alone with your simple dreams But even dreams are fading fast No one to turn to when you can't sleep at night Waking up to another day that will soon be over And if you think that time

You could be doing anything you dream of If you believe in the things that make you strong Maybe, I know it's just maybe And we're only dreaming For how this will go, o-o-oh We could be doing anything that we love Just be carried by the way the wind

In my boo ooh book of love In my boo ooh In your boo ooh book of love In your boo ooh In the midnight haze We are sitting in the sun The light hits your face And I know that you're the one

In my boo ooh book of love In my boo ooh In your boo ooh book of love In your boo ooh In the midnight haze We are sitting in the sun The light hits your face And I know that you're the one

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave But I want you to know that I've had no love like your love You know it is twelve o'clock in Soho, baby It's gin o'clock where I wake up, I don't