Beggin'

Album: So Dark The Con of Man (2008)
Charted: 5 79
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  • Oh
    Put your loving hand out, baby
    I'm beggin'

    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, wonderin' then
    But easy come and easy go
    And it would end

    So ah, any time I need ya, let me go
    Every time I reach, you get me low
    Every time I seek, you let me know
    But I planted that seed, just let me grow
    I'm on my knees while I'm (beggin')
    'Cause I don't wanna lose (you)
    I got my arms all spread
    I hope that my heart gets fed
    Matter of fact, girl, I'm beggin' (beggin', beggin')

    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, baby
    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, darling

    I need you (yeah) to understand
    Tried so hard (hey) to be your man
    The kind of man (oh) 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 devil's chance to win my soul

    What we doing? What 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?
    You're on a runway track from the good
    I wanna paint in a picture telling where we could be at
    Like the heart ain't attached where it should
    You done give it away, I had it 'til you took it back
    But I keep walking on, keep opening doors
    Keep hoping for that the call is yours
    Keep hoes on hold
    'Cause I don't wanna live in a broken home
    Girl, I'm beggin' (beggin', beggin')

    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, baby
    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, darling

    I'm fighting hard (yeah)
    To hold my own (hold my own)
    Just can't make it
    All alone (all alone)

    I'm holding on (yeah)
    Can't fall back (no, I'm fallin')
    I'm just a con (yeah)
    'Bout to fade to black

    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, baby
    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, darling

    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, baby
    Beggin', beggin' you
    Put your loving hand out, darling Writer/s: Bob Gaudio, Peggy Farina
    Publisher: Broma 16, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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