1. And the light you gave

Ami

You took when you were gone

It's a war that can't be won

With fists or talk or money

2. And there's no escape

But there's nothing I want more

But I'd better stop complaining now

I guess because

R: Too many sad words make for sad, sad songs

Too many sad words make for sad, sad songs

3. And the night you came

You won me all and all

And the better part of everything

Was born to run

4. And the price of fame

Is that they love you when you're gone

But I better stop complaining now

It's useless because

R: Too many sad words...

Oooohhhhooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhooooooohhhhhhh

Oooohhhhooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhooooooohhhhhhh

R: Too many sad words...