Right we is rollin'
You gave me a fist full of sorrow
Hey, how does it feel?
To get what you want, to get what you need:
For the first time
We came so far, you gave me a fist full of sorrow.
And a broken heart, to beg, to steal, to borrow.
You spoke your mind, straight through my life like an arrow.
I can't rewind, rewind for tomorrow.
Hey, how does it feel?
To get what you want, to get what you need.
For the first time.
Hey, I did what you said.
I hung on the line, I'm down on my knees.
For the last time.
You cried, I burned.
But we still don't learn our lesson.
We take our turn we trade our indiscretion.
Enough said, enough done, do you understand the question?
I ask 'how come, it won't be your last confession?'
Hey, how does it feel?
To get what you want, to get what you need.
For the first time.
Hey, I did what you said.
I hung on the line, I'm down on my knees.
For the last time.
For the last time.
For the last time.
You said
(for the last time)I'll never be happy by myself,
(for the last time) I'll always be lonely be-yond regret
(for the last time)leavin' you standin' there never knowin'
(for the last time) what I was missin'.
You said
(for the last time)I'll never be happy by myself,
(for the last time)I'll always be lonely but I've learned
(for the last time)to look over my shoulder, over my shoulder. For the last time.
Hey,
(hey) how does it feel?
To get what you want, to get what you need.
For the first time.
Hey, I did what you said.
I hung on the line, I'm down on my knees.
For the last time.
Writer(s): Alfred Hudson Taylor, Harry Hudson Taylor, Lisa Hannigan, John Smith
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