It's been too long and I'm lost without you. What am I gonna do? Said I been needing you, wanting you. Said I need you.

I'm getting tired of asking. This is the final time. So, did I make you happy? Because you cried an ocean. And there's a thousand lines.

There are times every now and then. I forget why I'm breathing out. And why I'm breathing in. And I get so sick with the little things.

Quiero ser aquel que a tu lado está. alumbrándote en la oscuridad. Quiero elegirte entre las demás. y mi amor gritar; a toda la gente.

Perfect little spouses, in perfect little houses. It's family fun time, let's commit a hate crime. Perfect little spouses, in perfect little houses.

Why don't you love me like you used to do? How come you treat me like a worn out shoe. My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue.

How do you read a madman's mind. Teach me the art of war. For I shall bring more. Than you bargained for. Give me an ultimatum. That I could not dream of.

Once upon a time, not so long ago. Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike. He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough.

Veo al Rey de gloria. Viene con fuego y poder. Todos verán. Todos verán. Veo Su amor y gracia. Mi pecado perdonó. Le alabaré. Le alabaré. Hosanna.

Psiu. Que grave é esse pretinha que teu bumbum balança. Que grave é esse loirinha que teu bumbum balança.

Girl, you are like summer rain. Soft and warm and delicate. And I am a foolish boy. Tryin' to catch every drop of you on my tongue.

I can't find your face in a. Thousand masqueraders. You're hidden in the colors of a. Million other lost charaders. In life's big parade.

Agnus dei. Qui tollis peccata mundi. Miserere nobis. Miserere nobis. Agnus dei. Qui tollis peccata mundi. Agnus dei, agnus dei. Qui dona nobis pacem.

All my girls at the party, look at that body. Shakin' that thing like you never did see. Got a nice package alright.

Who’s that sexy thing. I see over there? That’s me. Standin' in the mirror. What's that icy thing. Hangin' 'round my neck? That's gold.

An old man by a seashore at the end of day. Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face. Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same.

I remember those times. When they said I wouldn't make it. I told them I couldn't just do what they wanted and fake it.

What, what, what, what'cha say, Mister Clean? I'm flagging you down for a misdemeanor, nah. It must look different from your mezzanine.

Used to cry 'bout some crazy shit before. I used to feel so obligated to be so much more. I used to let some people tell me how to live or what to be.

Oh. We close our eyes. The perfect life, life. Is all we need. You open up when you had me in your hands. Slipping far away with the world at your command.