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