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