No Way
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You want our love to be like the movies
But no actress would wanna play me
You're the lead
You believe, baby of one-man show (don't I know)
When I don't agree you call me crazy (crazy)
Stome up like a spoiled baby (baby)
Not a time you'll apologize it's just not right (no-oh)
I really must admit that it's kind of funny
Yeah, If I have to play the odds
I would lose my money
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
But that will be the way you see it
Scary move yes I believe it
Get away save my day baby
It's just too strange I should know
Don't call me, I'll call you maybe (maybe)
When I get to another city (baby)
Had enough playing tough
Send my stuff C.O.D. (yeah, yeah)
I really must admit that it's kind of funny
Yeah, If I have to play the odds
I would lose my money
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
So tired of acting and pretending
That we ever had any type of chance, yeah
When hate run so deep
I'll take my loss and fade away
Just fade away ohh
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No way
You want our love to be like the movies
But no actress would wanna play me
You're the lead
You believe, baby of one-man show (don't I know)
When I don't agree you call me crazy (crazy)
Stome up like a spoiled baby (baby)
Not a time you'll apologize it's just not right (no-oh)
I really must admit that it's kind of funny
Yeah, If I have to play the odds
I would lose my money
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
But that will be the way you see it
Scary move yes I believe it
Get away save my day baby
It's just too strange I should know
Don't call me, I'll call you maybe (maybe)
When I get to another city (baby)
Had enough playing tough
Send my stuff C.O.D. (yeah, yeah)
I really must admit that it's kind of funny
Yeah, If I have to play the odds
I would lose my money
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
So tired of acting and pretending
That we ever had any type of chance, yeah
When hate run so deep
I'll take my loss and fade away
Just fade away ohh
No way, that this can ever work out
No way, can we when my role's cut out
So long, so long
You're confirmed all my doubts (oh-oh)
A tragic ending no way we'll work out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No way
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No way
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Writer(s): Jonathan Arnold U Ong
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