Cause I'm as stubborn as a girl can get When I tell him to change his ways He just turns to me and says I, ain't no quitter No, I ain't giving up on him just yet I'm sticking to it No he won't quit, but you can bet I, ain't, I ain't no quitter He's

He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat But if you treat me right baby I'll stay home everyday Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on My man don't love me

Gotta get me some. And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one. She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little Cuervo. Still a little down home, there was never a doubt. You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled

With the cuts and the bruises It drives me away But it turns me on Like a stranger's love It rockets through the universe It fuels the lies and feeds the curse And leads me to be Rose tinted view

But what if I need you in my darkest hour? And what if it turns out there is no other? We would see a sign Where do I turn to when there's no choice to make? And how do I presume when there's so much at stake? I was so sure of it all If this is our last

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

Time still turns the pages of the book its burned Place and time always on my mind I tried to heal the broken love with all I could How do I live without the ones I love? I have so much to say but you're so far away Never feared for anything, never

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

But I'll go anywhere Yes, I'll go anywhere with you Oh, oh, oh, This is just where I came in The day turns into night Hope rides on Time has gone This is the danger zone This is where I came in

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November