"In The End"
Wake up
It's time to get your things together
And drive away
Breathe out
You feel today it treats you better
That's what they say
Another day
Gone without a say
But it's okay
If you turn away
And feel the memories bringin' you down
And in the end
Are you stronger
Do you no longer
Need to recover
And where have you been
Since it's been over
Over my shoulder
Under my skin
Will you ever return again...
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"Don't Preach"
You say that I suck and I'm lousy,
You say I can't write, not yet
You always told me how to be,
Now I'm sick of it,
[Chorus]
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach,
You're drilling a hole in my ceiling,
Too bad it won't rain
But who's living without any feeling,
So don't you complain,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach
I can't believe what you say,
How you live, how you love, how you lie,
You took my money away,
Made me sleep on the floor that I bought,
But I don't care anyway,
Cuz I laugh when you cry,
Do you think you would die if I said,
Don't preach,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
The house, the bed, the cars and the front door,
How's it feel now that it's paid for,
Already paid for, [4x]
Everybody's paid for [4x]
Wake up
It's time to get your things together
And drive away
Breathe out
You feel today it treats you better
That's what they say
Another day
Gone without a say
But it's okay
If you turn away
And feel the memories bringin' you down
And in the end
Are you stronger
Do you no longer
Need to recover
And where have you been
Since it's been over
Over my shoulder
Under my skin
Will you ever return again...
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"Don't Preach"
You say that I suck and I'm lousy,
You say I can't write, not yet
You always told me how to be,
Now I'm sick of it,
[Chorus]
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach,
You're drilling a hole in my ceiling,
Too bad it won't rain
But who's living without any feeling,
So don't you complain,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
Don't preach
I can't believe what you say,
How you live, how you love, how you lie,
You took my money away,
Made me sleep on the floor that I bought,
But I don't care anyway,
Cuz I laugh when you cry,
Do you think you would die if I said,
Don't preach,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way,
Sorry doesn't make it okay,
When I'm the one that paid your way
The house, the bed, the cars and the front door,
How's it feel now that it's paid for,
Already paid for, [4x]
Everybody's paid for [4x]
"End It Good"
I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd
Cause baby, you've started something
And I'm gonna end it good.
I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd
Cause baby, you've started something
And I'm gonna end it good.
Now that it's over
You're just like Howard Hughes.
Not quite as crazy
I've just got a shorter fuse
Like Burns and Gracie
You keep feeding lines.
Well alright, we're out of time.
I guess I'll just say goodnight.
Cause you've got something
And I'm gonna end it good.
Now that's it over
You're just like Howard Hughes.
Not quite as craazy
I've just got a shorter fuse.
You're no B.B. Daniels
Give someone else a thrill.
Well alright
I guess will cause you're no Cecil B. Demile.
You've started something
And I
Well, we're all gonna end it good.
I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd
Cause baby, you've started something
And I'm gonna end it good.
I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd
Cause baby, you've started something
And I'm gonna end it good.
Now that it's over
You're just like Howard Hughes.
Not quite as crazy
I've just got a shorter fuse
Like Burns and Gracie
You keep feeding lines.
Well alright, we're out of time.
I guess I'll just say goodnight.
Cause you've got something
And I'm gonna end it good.
Now that's it over
You're just like Howard Hughes.
Not quite as craazy
I've just got a shorter fuse.
You're no B.B. Daniels
Give someone else a thrill.
Well alright
I guess will cause you're no Cecil B. Demile.
You've started something
And I
Well, we're all gonna end it good.
Changing in the weather
upon the extraordinary deed , a picture of you crying.
With paint thats never drying.
Cut so many times In endings that bleed, baby
you are all you need
hold on Samantha when you're tired and weary,
cause its alright baby
memory like a whisper of how he never kissed her,
sacrificial games that break open wide,(why is it still inside you),
counting smiles you let in, a bed you never slept in,
tearing up the sky for someone that died, baby
you are still alive, hold on Samantha when you're tired and weary
cause its alright , baby,
well a heart can change the mind, but your memory serves you fine,
as you slow dance for the last chance and moan , baby,
you are not alone, hold Samantha when your tired and weary
cause its alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
well its alright, baby...
upon the extraordinary deed , a picture of you crying.
With paint thats never drying.
Cut so many times In endings that bleed, baby
you are all you need
hold on Samantha when you're tired and weary,
cause its alright baby
memory like a whisper of how he never kissed her,
sacrificial games that break open wide,(why is it still inside you),
counting smiles you let in, a bed you never slept in,
tearing up the sky for someone that died, baby
you are still alive, hold on Samantha when you're tired and weary
cause its alright , baby,
well a heart can change the mind, but your memory serves you fine,
as you slow dance for the last chance and moan , baby,
you are not alone, hold Samantha when your tired and weary
cause its alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
Alright , baby,
well its alright, baby...