a sound Where will you be When no one believes and How does it feel coming down Thought you were needed Now you can't believe it How does it feel coming
peep the hatred in your eyes and the Satan in your lies aint wastin my time with these snakes in disguise (How come) when you talk its with bitter with fight (And how come
How come you are always off your head And yet you still end up in your bed With some mint blonde I've never seen before And you get away with kicking
Little Black Sheep, and me, uh-huh They say that everyone loves someone So how come no one loves me? So how come no one loves me? So how come no one
the good love You could ever want You could get right here, darling But you don't How come you go to her? How come you go to her? How come, how come
not good enough God is not angry, not blind, deaf or dumb He knows how far you've come He knows how far you've come He knows how far you've come
, Lord Like a whisper on my cheek And I cursed the sun for risin' For the worst, Lord, was yet to come 'Cause this morning, she's just leavin' But, come
All my rowdy friends have settled down And it seems to be more in the laid back songs Nobody wants to get drunk and get loud Everybody just wants to go
me to come around But all that's waiting for me at your door is your overgrown bloodhound If you love me baby there's just one thing I can see How come
live without her, how come I ain't dead? Yes, somethin's wrong 'cause now she's gone And I live on instead If I can't live without her, how come I ain
's how I beat Shaq Boom, I put it in the hoop, like slam I heard the crowd screaming, out jam I swear that I'm telling you the facts 'Cuz that's how
i wonder how come we never closed the deal i wonder how come you left me here to feel i wonder how come the birds no longer sing in their praise of
change In the falling rain How come we can't do the same? How come? I see the angry scar But the wound is tame How come we can't do the same? How come
drink to the daughters and sons Never to return to their mother's arms No, no, no not coming back How far have we really come? Til the ones who are
ain't fun for boys and girls ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come, how come, yeah how come ? How come
birthday How come, yeah, how come Well, I ain't superstitious but well these things I see How come, how come I ain't superstitious but it worries me How come
How come you're so solid gold ( Joan as Police Woman EP ) This is the scent of modern love This is the scent of modern love It's in the creep, hideaway