You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you darling Still I'd be on my feet I would still be on my feet Just before our love got lost, you said "I am as constant as a northern star" And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

You are my strange addiction My doctors can't explain My symptoms or my pain But you are my strange addiction Bad, bad news One of us is gonna lose I'm the powder, you're the fuse Just add some friction No, Billie, I haven't done that dance since my wife

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

I ain't pageant material I ain't exactly Ms. Congenial Sometimes I talk before I think, I try to fake it but I can't I'd rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain't I'm always higher than my hair And it ain't that I don't care about world peace

So why do I try? Oh baby, look at us I'm loving the pain I never wanna live without it You drive me insane Now we're screaming just to see who's louder You got me like (na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na) We been living like angels, living

Oh I need you baby Yes I need you baby I thought I was having fun And I know I'll treat you right Come on back home to me I'll make it all up to you, woman Just you wait around and see I was wrong baby I know I was wrong baby

Ê ê ê ê ê ê eu sou o cara pra você Ê ê ê ê ê ê eu só você que não quer ver Ê ê ê ê ê ê eu melhor que eu não vai ter Toda vez que te vejo eu te quero mais, mais, mais Larga logo esse cara que ele não te satisfaz mais Eu não sei por que você fica se

Tantos sorrisos por aí e você querendo o meu Se o amor bateu na nossa porta, que sorte a nossa Tantos olhares me olhando e eu querendo o seu Eu não duvido não, que não foi por acaso Ai ai ai ai Que sorte a nossa Diz que pensa tanto em mim Que 'tá

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the