the edge but I won't fall [CHORUS:] Can't you see I believe In you and me I want our love to grow And you know I'm takin' your love to go, ohh ohh
a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; eff it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout
was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's
said 'don't go, don't go, Please don't go, now. Don't go, don't go, don't go, don't go.'
introduction for a perfect love to grow Let's stop thinking about the past And start thinking about the future So that love can go on and on Let's stop
m nothin like you thought I'd be that's even if you follow me appreciative you oughta be cannot what you want of me I'm mostly in the A that's if you wannabe's
ground *So scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge /
reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Mister, I'm too good to call or write my fans This'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's
loving, wish we could've made it last Summer loving, would you please come back to me again? Summer loving, wish we could've made it last Summer loving
't mind when it's over i don't mind when it's all done it's just the moments in between just before it's gone something's going to happen something's
Look what I got for Valentine's Day: Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away, And the tears hurt more than a broken nose - I bled from the thorns of
a problem at the post office or somethin'. Sometimes, I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em, but anyways, F- it. What's been up, man? How's you're daughter? My girlfriend's
was a problem at the post office or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's
of Mars Tears and loss feed the overgrown grass And I have to leave, but I never seem to go Only more sad clouds where autumn winds will blow All my dreams
left the mountain 'bout seven months ago, When the autumn nights turned cool Chasin' a dream, like they say Just goin' away to school An' though he loved
