About time for anyone telling you Off for all your deeds No sign the roaring thunder Stopped in cold to read
Get mine and make no excuses Waste of precious breath (no time) The sun shines on everyone Everyone, love yourself to death
So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low
Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I'm so sorry Oh son of a step father Oh son of a, I'm so sorry
No lies and no deceiving Man is what he loves I keep tryin' to conceive that Death is from above (no time)
Get mine and make no excuses Waste of precious breath (no time) The sun shines on everyone Everyone, love yourself to death
So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low
Life isn't always what you think it'd be Turn your head for one second and the tables turn And I know, I know that I did you wrong But will you trust me when I say that I'll make it up to you? Somehow, somehow?
So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low.