Said, "Come on Superman, say your stupid line" Don't make me wait forever I was doing fine without you Someone said they left together I ran out the door to get her She was holding hands with Trevor Not the greatest feeling ever Said, "Pull yourself

This whiskey got me feelin' pretty So pardon if I'm impolite I just really need your ass with me I'm sorry 'bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I'm turnt up off sizz' and "I love you" Is the only

God, your mama, and me Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty Now until the day I die, unconditionally You know I'm always gonna be here for ya No one's ever gonna love you more than That Sunday morning choir calling, church doors open wide That

The scream becomes a yawn I'll shut up and carry on When I get to the bottom of it I sink Seems like nothing I said Ever meant anything But a headline over my head Thought I made a stand Only made a scene There's no feast for the underfed

God, your mama, and me Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty Now until the day I die, unconditionally You know I'm always gonna be here for ya No one's ever gonna love you more than That Sunday morning choir calling, church doors open wide That

This time will be the last time This time if you want me to come back, it's up to you But remember I won't allow the things you used to do You're gonna have to toe the mark and walk the line This time if I should feel unwanted, I won't stay Each tomorrow

If you think that you're strong Wanna fight well come on And line up 'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeah Has got us locked up Come on and line up If you got all the stuff And you can't get enough Then line up Instead of just standin' around

Step right up, he's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come see a living, breathing spectacle Only seen right here It's your last chance in this lifetime The line forms to the rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe you're

Battle of the Sexes Radio Get your money right, ladies Welcome back to Where it is 12:45 in the A.M. And Disturbing The Peace Is our in studio guest Our hot-line is lit the fuck up With people with relationship issues

Is it worth it? I don't know I don't know if it's worth it I don't know Are you giving up? Will you disappear? When it comes to me, I don't know you see I don't want to leave, but I can't stay The stars in the pavement Are washed up and jaded