You were so behind the scenes I was the karaoke king Full of narcissistic rage, You were there when I stepped off the stage With your fingers in the wedding cake, You spread those fingers all over my face I knew right there in that special place, That we were born to multiply
(chorus) we can never give up, we can never pack it in If we're shit outta luck, if I sink when I swim We can never give up, we can never pack it in People pulling to a stop, we'll be pulling out a win
Now you're still so young and lean Still I'm a 10th grade drama queen Working for my desmond child hook You told me hey boy , take another look At the northern stars and summer sweat Springtime in toronto, how could I forget In the winter under covers we build our nest Ooh legs and breasts and all that good stuff The future is spelled out in the stars, the future is spelled out in the stars But my telescope don't see that far So here I cry if only, if only
Compositores: Marco Difelice, Robert Joseph Passero, Adam Joshua Mott, Michael Brett Rosenthal ECAD: Obra #24935650