(Intro: Woahhohohoh Woahhohohoh). . You just have to say what you need. And I'll hear you out. You don't have to hang in a sea. Cause I'll be a crowd.
So when the music's stoppin,. There's no more knockin', or kickin' down my door. Ain't no need for changin', or rearranging. This life we have endured.
Here I am once again,. crying out on the floor.. Trying to make sense. of this emptiness, once more.. . I can't do this on my own.. I'm in too deep,. I should have known..
Oh, uh oh, uh oh,. Oh, uh oh, uh oh,. . You just have to say whatcha need,. And I'll hear you out.. You don't have to hang in a scene 'cause. I'll be your crowd..
[Richie:]. You got style. High class from clothes to smile. But I ain't here on trial. I'll make it worth your while. . [Mikel:]. No crime. To state what's on your mind.
So it goes without saying, that I'm hooked on you,. And by now I'm out of mind with this self abuse,. I guess I should have looked out for myself,. I guess that I could have found someone else,.