1 2 3 4 You want a part of me You want the whole thing You want to feel something more than I could ever bring You want it badly You want it tangled I want to feel something more than I was strangled I fell in love with the sweet sensation I gave my heart to a simple chord I gave my soul to a new religion Whatever happened to you? Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll? Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll? She wants it hallow She wants it tainted She wants to feel something more than she was naked You want to hide away You're scared to touch it I want to feel something more than I care to take I fell in love with the sweet sensation I gave my heart to a simple chord I gave my soul to a new religion Whatever happened to you? Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll? Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll? She wants your image She wants your kiss She wants to get inside your head and tell it like it is You want it badly You want it so completely I want to feel something more 'cause I can't fuckin' breathe I fell in love with the sweet sensation I gave my heart to a simple chord I gave my soul to a new religion Whatever happened to you? Whatever happened to our rock'n'roll? Whatever happened to my rock'n'roll?

Spend the night in Charlotte's bed You might get caught in Charlotte's web A satin rose, that's growing wild Charlotte holds more secrets, than the night She spins and weaves her magic spell Her body speaks, what words can't tell I'm a moth, she's a flame In a town that's all too quick, to smear her name But I'll take the likes of Charlotte and her kind Small-town talk, don't matter now that Charlotte's mine It may be true, that other men have found her bed But I'm the one who's caught in Charlotte's Web Charlotte took me late one night To a secret room, by candlelight She dealt the cards and read my hand Said she hoped that I would understand She turned two cards up, face to face She said, "Two hearts have found their place" Now all the rest is history The future's full of Charlotte loving me And I'll take the likes of Charlotte and her kind Small-town talk don't matter now that Charlotte's mine It may be true that other men have found her bed But I'm the one, who's caught in Charlotte's Web It may be true that other men have found her bed But I'm the one who's caught in Charlotte's Web (Charlotte's web) Charlotte's web, Charlotte's web Charlotte's web, Charlotte's web Charlotte's web