s not impossible You took my picture off your wall Oh Lucinda (you're funny, you're so funny) Only tried to tell you You're heading for a fall Oh
my money Oh no, oh oh oh oh oh no I'm thinking that woman is mad I love her all the time But is it real love? Oh no Is it harmony? Oh no You wanna
gone So tonight I'll follow you home There are so many different ways Of collecting all the strays The ones that get away Oh, fascinations, we play New sensations Oh
. Never knew how much i loved ya till you was dead. [till you was dead x2] Tulisa: Oh Oh Ohh Tulisa: If only you Dappy: Papa if you can hear me...!! Dappy: If only
came to see) You're a... rockstar (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Playa, who can really blame you? (who can really blame you) We're the ones
it a past I call it haulin' my ass Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks Them good old notorious oh
bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please tell me what happened with That style that you were rappin' with Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch
if somebody could have shown you the place you wanted, Well I sure you could have made it that bit better on your own, You are the only ones who know
never ending and it's only killing me Oh sweet revenge you lied again I find I can't get free till I release this vengeance that I seek Forgive you, the only
Ay) Lets not start a fight (Ay) Its not worth the drama For a Beautiful Liar (Oh) could we laugh about it (Oh) its not worth our time (Oh) we could live
again A whiter shade of fucking meth again I want to stick to clues, I want to come unglued I want to shape the world to fit the way you move Oh, should
the world The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe Well baby I’m a put-on-a-show kinda girl Don’t like the backseat, gotta be first (oh, oh
. want to put me wood in the wall of fire. One step, two step. make you reach little high. You askin’ why oh why you have to make it bad so why oh. Inna
away a golden cent or nothin to you fools Clownin on the camera, tryin to get you on the news Sometimes the cloest ones, the ones who tryin to see you
Pull up and ya girl might lose control (ah) Not playas circle but a duffel bag boy (Oh-oh-oh-) Guarantee they cant get enough of that boy( -oh-oh!!!)
(Staring at the window panes) (Russian roulette with some names on the phone) When I stare at your face, are you even alive? (Oh my god, you're so fucking
thunder" Woah oh oh The thunder Woah oh oh The thunder Woah oh oh The thunder Woah oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Wa aoh oh ooh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh
When all is said and done We're not the only ones Who look at life this way That's what the old folks say But every time I see them Makes me wish I had