A little bit all of the time
Just to fool you it's all right..
Between a heart: a box and a line,
It's the life.
If I was gold
If I was gold
If I was gold would you shoot me down.
You've got a right to know it's all in my head
So put it on and help me pretend.
There's a hole that I need there.
To which ever way we choose to ignore it.
For whichever way I know it.
It's over my heart: the little part you ripped out,
With the truth.
And..
I could be your down you could shoot me around
I could be your down
Because you shoot me down.
You've got a right to know it's all in my head.
So put it on and help me pretend.
You've got it No Star's insecure.
Like no star ever could
There's a little bit of bad in good
And there's a little bit of good in bad...
If I was gold... if I was gold...
If I was gold would you shoot me down.
You've got a right to know it's all in my mind.
It's no star all of the time.
For there's a little bit of bad in good.
Like no star ever could.
There's a little bit of bad in good.
And there's a little bit of good in bad.
I guess a little bit of good ain't bad.
A little bit all of the time..
...."....a little bit it's all right.."....
A little bit all of the time...
