Lyric | Song Title |
Ya know there (song title), Money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed | |
Summer has come and past, The innocent can never last | |
This city, The city it's haunted, By ghosts (ghosts), From broken homes (homes) | |
Slip inside the eye of your mind, Don't you know you might find a better place to play | |
Yeah, I could see you home with me, But you were with another man, Yeah! | |
She loves to laugh, She loves to sing, She loves everything | |
Oh!, Well in fact, We'll all look at it this way, I mean, Technically our marriage is saved! | |
When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city, To see a marching band | |
Though the marks on your dress had been neatly re-pressed, I knew that something was wrong | |
| Lyric | Song Title |
Don't cry to me, If you loved me you wouldn't be here with me | |
I never had to knock on wood, But I know someone who has, Which makes me wonder if I could | |
It's not a hill, It's a mountain, As you start out the climb | |
Save me, I'm lost! Oh Lord, I've been lookin' for you! | |
Born to push you around, Better just stay down | |
As we walk in the dimming light, Oh darling, Understand that, Everything, Everything ends | |
It's alright, It's okay, I got the time, But the time don't pay | |
I'm a leading man, And the live I weave are oh-so intricate | |
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