Nelly Furtado

[Verse 1:] I’ve been talking about you Behind your back I’ve been telling people

Don’t sell me no pipe dreamsI wanna live with you through everythingDon’t sell me

I’ve got a flatline, I need a vital signI’ve got a flatline, flatline, flatline

MotherJust lay your head downYou been running through flames of the candleAnd you’re doneIt’s

Your collar pops in the latest styleI feel romance heavy in your smileIs it

The high and mighty, they have fallenOn a road to hell,Paved with good intentions.When

Shot down by your bulletsThey shatter my faith and my bonesIf you listen the

Drunk dialed you again last nightDon’t know my left foot from my rightDon’t even

If you spend enough cash at the carnival gamesYou’ll have a prize in your

It could take a littleIt could take a little timeBut I think we’ll get