I don't make everyone happy But it's okay (It's okay) And it's okay (It's okay) I've been through this before It's nothing new (It's nothing new) It's
I need you, I need so much I need you get me out of this place I need you with lightning this close I can see That so much in this world's make believe
Seasons change And you remain to find me here A parting gift You woke me to how I can feel Cause its in your hands I heal Where the hell you been? Wish
The last of you is left of me In my review a memory A bridge you burned is meant to be I can't rebuild the rest of me And I need just to see That?s why
Good Day This is the english butler for young master Thomas Lee Unfortunetly he is away presently but i will deliver your messege on my silver platter
fame.. makes a man take things over fame.. let's him loose.. hard to swallow fame.. puts you there where things are hollow fame fame.. it's not your
I pull out of the driveway and head out on the highway And I can see them in my rear view mirror Hangin' out the window snappin' a shot of me And so
i feel alone... i feel like i could die i feel alone... i feel like i could die... tonight carry on carry on don't feel ashamed.. don't feel ashamed
we're back again, let's begin we never left you... yeah the time is now... we'll show ya how, can you feel me you know it's on, to the break of dawn
this gravity is pulling me hold on this time of change seems so strange don't let me go... catch me i'm fallin.. fallin through if i'm not with
It's breaking in me, it's needless to say Now this part is done, when did I go wrong You're starting to fade, you're falling away Leave me standing still
check my new jam i'm bringing when i'm done with you your ears will be ringing i bring the rock hard..slinging bad ass riffs that'll cut you til you
let the mayhem begin... i thought you had my back.. thought i knew you it's clear to me.. you'll see.. i don't play that game don't claim to be the
Comin to getcha one autograph one picture Buyin the shots, hittin the rock yeah muthafuckers even trying to cockblock And they say "Hey, remember me?"
Don?t be afraid, I?m here for you And the audience departed as I gave her heart away from me I saw the suns expanded view And I thought I heard the answers
Why do we always feel so bad? We never know what we have? No more time to waste Get me off this chase No more, no more time to waste Tell me And why
Your vision's blurred, your mouth is dry It is Sunday, just another Sunday Your body aches, your conscience sleeps It is Sunday, just another Sunday
