Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes

You better come on Into my kitchen Cause it's going to be raining outdoors You better come on into my kitchen Cause it's sure to be raining outdoors When a woman's in trouble Everybody puts her down She look for her good man Lord he can't be found

To cut through all his worn out leather I try to make the worst seem better About a million reasons Lord, show me the way I've got a hundred million reasons to walk away Give me a million reasons Givin' me a million reasons I bow down to pray But baby, I

If I woke up next to you Me and you, setting in a honeymoon We're the new face of failure Prettier and younger, but not any better off Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best Last year's wishes are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take

I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind I'm still

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

Take me back to you, ooh, Montana Couldn't get any better, huh You and I here together, huh Love kicked in and hit us, huh Let your body tingle, uh Take a light, do you like that? 'Cause it likes you back Likes you back, likes you back, likes you back

I'm a lightweight Keep me from falling apart Better be careful what you say With every word I'm blown away You're in control of my heart Easy to fall, easy to break With every move my whole world shakes Light on my heart, light on my feet Light in your

You always were the better part of me Open your eyes See through the pain Remember how we used to be Before you let it go Without you I'm half the man I used to be 'Cause all of our wrongs can't be made right Won't you let it go

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No