Crazy, beautiful, sexy You got that real thing, that good-vibing feel thing Crazy, beautiful, sexy, unusual Innocent, provocative, so classic, you're rocking it Gives me that hard rush, I can't help but wanna touch And I just can't get enough, baby, just

Don’t make me feel a way Don’t make me feel a way (don’t make me feel) Oh, I hate when you do that shit (oh, oh) Tell me I'm being irrational (know, know) Don’t make me feel I'm up, late night, my phone so dry No goodnight, I'm tight 'cause I'm paranoid

You just didn't know me I'm the hunter If travel is searching And home what's been found I'm not stopping I'm goin' hunting I'll bring back the goods But I don't know when I thought, I could organize freedom

You're in my head all in my head, baby You're in my head You got me thinkin' crazy, this ain't me, I know where it ends And this has got too good to be true written all over it I'm takin' this leap of faith, if I go down in flames We made a memory that

It's a hell of a feeling though Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though Alright, alright Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm This night is heating up

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. Got me reminiscing on the good times Said I'm turnin' off the real life

I'm movin' up, I'm movin', movin' up She belongs on the surface She belongs with me I'm movin' up, I'm movin', I'm movin' up I'm movin' up, I'm movin' up, I'm movin' Good God, in the middle of May with miles down Bad bitch in Santa Ana she love the Fanta

Dear Sobriety Please come back to me I left you high and dry I'm doomed for good this time I swore I wouldn't be I need you desperately Oh but I'm making a fool of me My hands are shaking But I can still pour the mistake that I'm making

Carrying your love with me 'Cause I'm carrying your love with me West Virginia down to Tennessee I'll be moving with the good Lord's speed It's my strength, for holding on Every minute that I have to be gone I'll have everything I'll ever need Baby all

You could 'cause you can so you do When it's nine in the afternoon We're feeling so good, just the way that we do Your eyes are the size of the moon Back to the street where we began 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the