[Chorus] Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out darling
Riding high, when I was king Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything Walked away, won me then But easy come and easy go And it would end
So why anytime I bleed, you let me go Anytime I feed you get me know Anytime I see you let me know But, I plan and see just let me go
I`m on my knees when I'm (beggin'g) Cause I don't want to lose (you) I got my arms on spread And I hope that my heart gets fed, matter of fact girl I'm beggin'
I need you, (yeah) to understand Tried so hard To be your man The kind of man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again
An empty shell I used to be Shadow of my life Was hangin' over me
A broken man That I don't know Won't even stand the devils dance To win my soul
Why we chewing, why we chasing Why the bottom, why the basement Why we got good shit don't embrace it Why the feel for the need to replace me Your the wrong way track from the good I want to paint in a picture telling where we could be at Like a heart in the best way should You can give it the away, you had it and you took the pay But I keep walking on, keep opening doors Keep hoping for that the door is yours Keep also home, cause I don't want to live in a broken home, girl I am beggin'
I'm fighting hard To hold my own Just can't make it All alone (all alone)
I'm holding on I can't fall back I'm just a calm 'Bout to fade to black
And I can't come home You call and I can't come home You call you can't come home You call and I can't come home You call [Echoes out]
Writer/s: Peggy Farina, Bob Gaudio
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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