Get high, hit the floor before you go. Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport. Forty-eight thousand seats bleats and roars for my memories of you, Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now. But something good

I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I

I swear I'll do Anything that I have to 'Til I forget about you. Dance hard, laugh more Turn the music up now Party like a rock star Can I get a what now? Jump up, fall down Gonna play it loud now.

Everybody knew we brought the party We were always getting something started Weren't worried 'bout the consequences I'm pretty sure they're still talking 'bout us I can't tell you everything but I'll tell you one They won't forget about us All our

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

And as the years go by Try and for Your name will fade out gradually Nearly had ya But it was waiting in the wings Now I gotta add you to my list of people to try and forget about Now I gotta add yours to my list of faces to try and not think about Now I

Giving you what you're begging for I'm not afraid anymore What makes you sure you're all I need? Forget about it You're teaching me to live without it Giving you what you say I need I don't want any settled scores I just want you to set me free Giving

I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I

I'm gonna build a fire in the middle of July Burn your pictures and go for a drive Down to the river Watch the ink from your love letters fade Come back home and turn that old mattress over Pour out the whiskey try wakin' up sober Gonna change it all

I'm a real machine, it follows I remain aloft and I forget a lot You're a real machine, fed on shadows You're a real machine, fed on shadows I write about words, I find treasure or worse I watch the end of man and, and I dream like a bird I try not to