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Bone More Try

I've had enough of danger, 
and people on the streets. 

I'm lookin' out for angels, 
just tryin' to find some peace. 

Now I think it's time 
that you let me know. 

So, if you love me, say you love me, 
but if you don't, just let me go. 

'Cause, teacher, there are things 
that I don't wanna learn, 
and the last one I had made me cry. 

So I don't wanna learn to hold you, touch you, 
think that you're mine, 

because it ain't no joy 
for an uptown boy 

whose teacher has told him 
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. 

When you were just a stranger, 
and I was at your feet, 

I didn't feel the danger, 
now I feel the heat. 

That look in your eyes 
tellin' me no. 

So you think that you love me, 
you know that you'll need me. 

I wrote the song, 
I know it's wrong. 
Just let me go. 

And, teacher, there are things 
that I don't want to learn; 
oh, the last one I had made me cry. 

So I don't want to learn to hold you, touch you, 
think that you're mine, 

because it ain't no joy 
for an uptown boy 

whose teacher has told him 
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. 
So when you say that you need me, 
that you'll never leave me, 

I know you're wrong, 
you're not that strong. 
Let me go. 

And, teacher, there are things 
that I still have to learn, 
but the one thing I have is my pride. 

Oh, so I don't wanna learn to 
hold you, touch you, 
think that you're mine, 

because there ain't no joy 
for an uptown boy 
who just isn't willin' to try. 

I'm so cold inside. 
Maybe just one more try…