Love Makes The World

Anyone can read the signs Or the writing on the wall It? s all right there to see Except someone like me Who can? t see the truth at all It takes a special kind of fool To stand out in the rain Somewhere in between Nothing left to lose And nothing to be gained What kind of fool does it take? (What kind of fool does it take?) To go on loving alone (Loving alone) Like there? s some answer in the ruins Some silver lining to be found An even bigger fool might think (Bigger fool might think) You would care if my arm breaks Before the time that I admit I? m just the kind of fool love makes A wiser one would see Nothing? s gonna change There? s a time for giving up A time for letting go To learn from our mistakes But I keep holding on to hope (Holding on) In spite of everything I know What kind of fool does it take? (What kind of fool does it take?) To go on loving alone (Loving alone) Like there? s some answer in the ruins Some silver lining to be found It takes a bigger fool to think (Bigger fool to think) That the dawn will never break On this day that I admit I? m just the kind of fool love makes On this day that I admit I? m just the kind of fool love makes I? m just the kind of fool love makes (I? m just the kind of fool, I? m just the kind of fool) (I? m just the kind of fool love makes) (I? m just the kind of fool, I? m just the kind of fool) (I? m just the kind of fool love makes)

The same thing that makes you laugh Could make you cry And the same food you eat to live Can make you die, ooh The same truth you thought you heard Could be a lie That's why the same thing that can make you laugh Can make you cry The same thing that'll make you laugh Will make you cry Cry, cry, cry, cry, will make you cry Same thing that makes you laugh Will make you cry, mhmm The same food you eat to live Can make you die (the same old truth) The same truth you thought you heard Could be a lie, check it out The same thing that will make you laugh Will make you cry The same thing Yes the same old thing that makes you laugh Can make you cry The same thing that make you laugh Can make you cry (oh, the same old thing) The same thing that makes you laugh Can make you cry The same food you eat to live Could make you die, well The same truth you thought you heard Could be a lie, check it The same thing that make you laugh Will make you cry The same thing that make you laugh Make you cry The same thing that'll make you laugh Will make you cry Cry, cry, cry, cry, will make you cry (the same thing)

Well he opened up this shop at the age of nineteen Stealing anything the eye could see Said gather 'round you people, anything you need Keep my name on your lips And put the word out on the street And I will rob 'til my fingers they are down to the bone Wander 'til I can't remember my own home Drink 'til I don't know the meaning of alone 'Til that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home Well he never ever smiled But he always seemed pleased Said I'll never live down upon my bended knees I see the game and the game it sees me We will dance until they bury me I will rise like the ashes from a building as it burns Screaming all my enemies you'll all have your turn The more pain I feel, the less that it hurts The more I move on the more I am sure That I will rob 'til my fingers they are down to the bone Wander 'til I can't remember my own home Drink 'til I don't know the meaning of alone 'Til that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home

One, two, one, two, three, four Well ever since I was a baby I dreamed I'd be a star Playing in the crowds and stadiums and little smoky bars Somehow somewhere along the way something didn't go according to plan Something spun a little out of control Something got a little out of hand Chorus: Cause if this is just business I'll throw my guitar away Said give me my ball back I don't wanna play Hey, what the hell is this? You got me playing this dive Said it's your way or the highway And I'm too drunk to drive Well I wrote a hit song once To the tops of the charts it rose People always screamed for it at every single show It's got breaks in all the right places and it goes to a minor chord 'Bout the hundredth time I played it I got a little bored Cause I was drunk when I wrote it And I don't like it half as much as I did then Someday when I quit my job I'll never play that song again Chorus Well I got me a big old tour bus And I got a guy that drives me around I play the same set in every single town I got a Mack truck for my instruments and another bus for my band I don't know what state I'm in and I don't give a damn Chorus