You are loved, you are loved, you are loved. Oh if you’re losing sleep… Oh if you’re losing sleep, scared of shadows. See it’s just a chair, see the clothes hang there. Oh don’t go losing sleep, scared of shadows. Oh don’t feel bad. Well I never have,

You wanna be high for this Open your hand Take a glass Don't Don't be scared I'm right here Even though You don't don't roll Trust me girl You don't don't know

I've become Sick of everyone now And I don't don't feel remorse for all forgotten And I don't don't care at all And I don't don't pray to voice of all the problems While looking for the answers Only questions come to mind 'Cause I have been lost in circles Wish seems now

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't don't care, man, as long as we we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Well, I heard there was a secret chord That David played to please the Lord But you don't don't really care care for music, do you? Well, it goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the

I don't don't care for your paranoid I don't don't care for your careless I heard we're changing lanes "Me first, gimme gimme" appetite at all Well, I heard the blinker's on I heard he likes to race I heard there's six or seven words he likes to use Are always in

We're on fire now We We are on fire I don't don't care what people say when we're together You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep I just want it to be you and I forever I know you wanna leave So c'mon baby be with me Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

See when it starts to fall apart Man, it really falls apart Like boots or hearts, oh when they start Forty things we we share The fact that we we don't care care They really fall apart, well fall apart Well I think that there's a problem here Her voice just don't

When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't don't have a care care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we we go. Jesus and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to