Lose my mind So I can't lose And I might lose And the strangest things have been happening to me, oh The ghost inside my head, it never sleeps It just rearranges thoughts and leaves me numb for weeks But I'm okay, yeah I feel fine Because I know there's

I can't quit you The minute you arrive, I'm gone But I've been mistaken, oh, you just been playing Still I'm addicted to the same old Coldplay song And every time you turn it on God knows I can't fix you But I can't quit you No, I can't quit you

But I just can't get you off my mind So slow down sister 'cause I just can't love ya Oh and Lord knows I need ya But I just don't want to Put this rusted heart upon the line Slow down sister 'cause I just can't love ya I ain't your fool, I'm not falling

But it's a game of give and take" No, you'll just have to wait No, you'll just have to wait" She said, "love don't come easy You can't hurry love Just trust in a good time No matter how long it takes I remember mama said, "you can't hurry love She said

Step side cover down in peanut dust Friday night spotlight, and that was us On a no cab tractor hauling them bales Backing in boats, fishing limb lines It might not've been you, but I can't judge Just be proud of what makes you country People talkin'

Because she way out I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you she way out I've never seen her dance moves, dancing like she way out Moving but she just can't move She's definitely got the style on you With a face from a movie scene Or magazine, you

But you try, don't you? You try, don't you? Just wanna die, don't you, when she runs? You can't make a woman sleep alone You can't tell her nothing she don't know Take a year and go back home Where the wind comes sweeping through the plains You ain't

It's just a shimmy and a shake, ah-ho I can't fake, we're on top, we're on top But now I've found the velvet sun That shines on me and you In the back, ah-ho, I can't crack We're on top And we don't mean to satisfy tonight So get your eyes off of my

You're so supreme Lyrics that I write of you Scheme, just for a sight of you And I dream Both day and night of you And what good does it do In 1929, I sold short In London, I'm presented at court But you've got me down hearted,

You are my strange addiction My doctors can't explain My symptoms or my pain But you are my strange addiction Bad, bad news One of us is gonna lose I'm the powder, you're the fuse Just add some friction No, Billie, I haven't done that dance since my wife