Want It All
You ain't getting any better
And you sure as hell won't change
Say the things you need to say
As you walk away
Like yesterday didn't mean a thing
You want it all
You got it
You're over me
You're over everything
But you don't give nothing
You ain't getting any younger
And the drugs won't kill the pain
And if you feel that urge and hunger
When you lose your sanity
You want it all
You got it
But you don't give nothing
You want it all
But you don't give nothing
Autor(es): Charles Rocha
