You say, you've got all you'd want how come you're demanding everything A little more from
You're always all my rights to wrongs With the bitter you're whispering I see come undone, well
There's wrong about it Your life's too crowded I'm tired of it all And taking the fall, I
I'm your time, baby If something you can't be satisfied Then get up, get out, in, oh if
I'm your style, lately If is greener on the other side Then go on and the time of your life
Shameful, treated me the same Twisting every little circumstance, into your Resentful, too far to give a damn All things that did belong to me Keep 'em like you planned,
There's no two about it My too short for shouting I'm tired of it all And taking the fall, I
I'm your time, baby If within you can't be satisfied get up, get out, give in, oh if
I'm your style, lately If something is on the other side Then go on and have the time of your
no reason in me holding you down So move on baby and someone else proud,
I'm wasting time, baby If something within you can't be get up, get out, give in, I said
I'm cramping style, lately If is greener on the other side Then go on and have the time of your
The time of your The time of your The time in life The time of life
There's no two about it My too short for shouting (The time of life) I'm of giving it all And taking the fall, I (The of your life)
There's no two ways it My life's too for shouting I'm tired of it all