She's out of my life And it cuts like a knife It's out of my hands And I don't know whether to laugh or cry I don't know whether to live or die To think for two years she was here And I took her for granted I was so cavalier Now the way that it stands

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

You know there's something missing I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned Down a dirt road to find you My shoes worn out and used They can't take me

I wanna fuck you in the studio And lately I been drippin' sauce Baby girl, I know it's been a minute Been a minute since I hit it But I wanna do somethin' different (oh yes I do, okay, okay) And I think that you just wanna lick it Got a session in the

Put your money on me If you think I'm losing you, you must be crazy I'm never gonna let you go, even when it's easy But I'm never gonna let it go All your money on me Go tuck me into bed, and wake me when I'm dead I know that you gotta be free Singing

And I know I'll see better days Well I know you'll see things my way It's been so long since I've been fine I'm just tryin' to see the bottom of this bottle of wine 85 miles out of Nashville, thinkin' bout The way things change Try an keep it by the

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

It's a mean old scene When it comes to double crossing time. He will try to make it so you lose. When you think you got good buddies, They will spin around and cheat you blind. Double crossing man is mean, Double crossing man, You'll fill your mind with

Ego, see your ego Just too far away Gold shimmering sand is making me thinking of her Thinking of her But I am at Half Moon Bay It's just too far away And our place to be somewhere else Ego, see your ego, oh, oh And I'm missing my miss of roses

You are the end of everything This is the end of everything I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault I haven't slept since I woke up You are wrong, fucked, and overrated And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker Shallow skin, I can paint with