Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue. They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used. But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul. They got away with murder down on music row. The almighty dollar and the lust for

Straight gassed, got the whole place hype Touchdown and the crowd get's hyped Every time I'm around there's a hype I'm a bad boy and I do what I like (Top of the roster) Real deal, you can see it in my posture I feel like Leo with a Oscar The price just

All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

Now you're a 21st century man. You still wander the fields of your sorrow A penny in your pocket Suitcase in your hand They won't get you very far Fly across the city Rise above the land You can do 'most anything Though you ride on the wheels of tomorrow

That wasn't love, that wasn't love, that was just hope 'Cause you had me so low, low, low You only seemed tall 'Cause you stunted my grow-grow-growth I only wanted you 'cause I couldn't have you Hard and heavy whiskey goodbyes Boy, you know how to make a

She is a missing person Missing person Missing person, missing person I've been asking some people, if they remember A girl they forgot, with brown eyes, hair cut, red dress Have you seen her? I think she's much leaner I guess she is missing, it's true

Devant le canon, tu bandes mou gros Devant le canon, tu bandes mou gros, dis-moi tu baises qui? La vie de rêve Dans les veines, j'ai la Zubrowska, tu dois des euros tu vesqui Tout est gris dans le cendrier, on ramasse tout sans crier Après minuit c'est

Drowning in your frozen waters I remember your taste You're the life I gave away Failure wrapped around my neck You're the ghost that held me back Now I am letting go Drowning myself in the frozen waters I feel the words escaping They break from my

Are you really doing the things you do Oh, d'you hear me? I cannot believe it's true And I gave it all to you Now I'm living on borrowed time, but it's mine No, I cannot believe it's you, really you No I cannot believe it's you, really you (Over and

With no makeup Don't have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine I'mma dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands up And say I know I'm cute I know I'm fly You ask me why