And I can't tell you why I can't tell you why Every time I try to walk away Something makes me turn around and stay Look at us baby, up all night Tearing our love apart Aren't we the same two people who live Through years in the dark?

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Population one since yesterday Livin' and dyin' in the hell I made Right now my mind's in another state Ain't enough heart here left to break I drove half way to town last night And I turned around In a field of fireflies makin' such a lonely sound As my

Let's have a good day So what do you say Yeah, Colton, he turned eight years old, three very short long weeks ago And just how long he'll be around, the doctors, they don't even know A Nerf ball, football, in the yard, daddy throws it easy 'cause

Push me away, you push me away But I always stay, I always stay, yeah Thought I could leave you 'Cause I felt my heart numbing It hit so deep I closed my eyes and I just took off running I turned around and saw the look on your face

Hooker (Yeah, you're my hooker) Hooker (Government hooker) As long as I'm your hooker (Back up and turn around) As long as I'm your hooker (Put your hands on the ground) As long as I'm you're hooker (Back up and turn around) As long as I'm your hooker

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

And I can't tell you why I can't tell you why Every time I try to walk away Something makes me turn around and stay Look at us baby, up all night Tearing our love apart Aren't we the same two people who live Through years in the dark?

To Las Vegas, turnaround, she's going to Las Vegas (Sara please) Sara's off on a turnaround Flying gambling fools To the holy land, Las Vegas Sometimes she's here and sometimes She can't be found turnaround And Sara's off, half hiding far above the

My milkcow been ramblin', hoo, for miles around Tell me, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you? Hoo, milkcow, what on earth is wrong with you? Now, you have a little new calf, hoo, and your milk is turnin' blue Now, your calf is hungry, and I believe