You, With Your Words Like Knives, And Swords And Weapons That You Use Against Me. You, Have Knocked Me Off My Feet Again, Got Me Feeling Like A Nothing. You, With Your Voice Like Nails On A Chalk Board, Calling Me Out When I’m Wounded. You, Picking On The Weaker Man, You Can Take Me..
Could there be a different ending To the same old story Cause you’re not the first to say You’re gonna be there for me I need to know what’s in your heart Can you finish what you start How can i be sure i won’t be sorry If heartaches and tears and shadows of doubt..
Wall to wall, it’s packed Give your hands a smack ___? my watch Vip is in the back Hear the beat of the music playing Rat pack, hi-hat swaying I’ll blaze it up and braise it I’m saying Just like the roof is on fire So turn up the heat All my friends are here..
Me And Charlie Boy Used To Go Walkin’ Sittin’ In The Woods Behind My House When Being Lovers Meant A Stolen Kiss And Holding Hands With Nobody Else Around Charlie Said, He Wanted To Get Married But We Were Only Ten So We’d Have To Wait He Said, We’d Never Let Our Love Run Dry..
Yeah, Yeah That’s Right We Talk About Your Work How Your Boss Is A Jerk We Talk About Your Church And Your Head When It Hurts We Talk About The Troubles You Been Having With Your Brother About Your Daddy And Your Mother And Your Crazy Ex-lover We Talk About Your Friends And The Places..