This is just between me and you and you Stay away from my window Stay away from my back door too Disconnect the telephone line Relax, baby, and draw
We go deep and We don't get no sleep 'Cause we be up all night Until the early light We go deep and We don't get no sleep 'Cause we be up all night Until
Here I am in your face, telling truths and not your old lies Seems to me that you care and I know that you're running out of time See you can't get away
I'm lost at the end of my rope And I'm burning, I'm yearning I'm hurting for hope I'm needing this burden to go But I'm searching for Purpose, I'm searching
distant look was frozen in her eyes A fiend possessed my soul As I helped her to disrobe A rope of weeds was woven round her thighs A rope of weeds
waited too long Soon you'll be gone I'd rather stand on my own Ain't no more blanks left to fill In my list of sins I'm at the end of my rope The louder
No one wants to see how final is eternity Show me you're alive, I'm waiting for a sign Frame their gallows, meet their death They tie the rope they'll
to a sign ('Cos I) Never tell what's on my mind Except I love you And you took what I'm calling you Only your funeral Hang a rope around my neck And
WHAT CAN THEY SAY? Not a thing couse IA've learned the hard way OUR OWN WAY stay the course, we muste carry on now I WON`T STRAY from the path we weA'
just enough rope We keept it all together with just enough rope Oh, just enough rope We're still hangin' on we're still going strong Just enough rope Oh, just enough rope
No, my first name ain't baby It's Janet, Miss Jackson if you're nasty
Admittance. Inspiration was a crutch. It inspires us all. It inspires sex and love and lust, And I held on. Life's contort to bear and hold, It
'Coz for you there's just no hope Get a rope, get a rope Get a rope, get a rope Get a rope, get a rope
sunny smile A generic world is clean A sunny smile A generic world is clean White soft rope Is methin White soft rope White soft rope
Come on! You stand before me changing faces and, Disguise your word as truth as though its good, I know we'll never meet again, I know you'll suffer
I used to know a pretty girl Who cut off all her hair The scissors flew among her curls And curls were everywhere I gathered up her fallen locks And
to blow my candle out To make yours look brighter So save your breath We always see other's faults, never our own Soon we'll be dangling from the end of our rope
While they play It's really not funny What the children say Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope