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And all that you needed Was one good reason And you couldn't find it Left her standing So damn demanding With hands in your pockets Took all the money Never found it funny Moved back with your parents Blamed all the feelings You can't conceal All emotion and the violence But some things are out of your hands Looks like in the end I Packed up your bags And went out and got her Took the clothes from the closet Safety deposit Wasn't an option Fought up to beauty Always saw through me And knew what she wanted Fought up to passion And fucked up the fashion SongtexteAnd lived out of order But some things are out of your hands In the dead of the night When I laid by your side Victory, death and pride Couldn't lie if I tried Till you know it takes To be some from their break At the spark of a flame I've got no one to blame Do you know what I takes? Do I have what it takes? Do you know what it takes? 'Cause I have what it takes And mama had a baby Drove her crazy Pushed her to drinking Daddy wore the collar Spent the last dollar That ship was sinking Oh, you talk about the money, baby Not about the money, baby Not about the money, baby Tore undercover You don't need another one To fuck, were you thinking Maybe some things are out of your hands Aus Songtexte Mania