Been running with the rude boys For much too much too long You think you are one of them Every time that we kiss It seems you are holding back Don't be so quick to pull away Away, away, away, away
I know you're thinking murder Driving in your father's car I will not let you disappear Not your fault Not your problem Not one to apologize If you want 'tough', I'll give you 'tough'!
So don't you know You're more than this And you were born for greatness So don't you know You're more than this And you were born for greatness T-E-N-D-E-R-O-N-I T-E-N-D-E-R-O-N-I T-E-N-D-E-R-O-N-I