Though I'd do it anyway, 'cause there's nothing left for us to say I know I shouldn't but I did it anyway Two bit philosopher with pointless proclamations on his t-shirt Holding it together through a futuristic world that can't be much worse What did you

I fell in love with the girl at the rock show She said "what?" and I told her that I didn't know She's so cool, I'm gonna sneak in through her window Everything's better when she's around I can't wait till her parents go out of town (I'll never forget

Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag Until there's nothing left of you Until there's nothing left for you If you work all day you keep the rhythm through the night If you work all night you keep the

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Good to you She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to

As long as we're out there Somewhere where we can go Get away from it all, get lost And god only knows where we'll go And hell I don't care As long as we're out there, yeah PFG's coming cross the creek Z71, headlights shinin through the trees The boys

Are still alive and well today Don't need to find a new way to say We don't go out of style A good woman's made to love not just to hold Monday through Friday sure takes awhile We all get sideways and go that extra mile The common ways we work and play

Watch when my bruddas come through (Come through) Horror flick when I'm out with the crew (Eugh) But don't try me, I'm not the dude (I'm not) I'm not nice, I'm fed up and rude (I'm not) I'm a cool guy, I'm lovely with parents But it gets peak when I see

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise I got my windows down and the radio, get your radio Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot

Running through the fields of sorrow When I get out of here Will I leave you behind? I found that the years passed despite And I can see you Yes I can see you When you get out of here When you leave me behind She told me why

Every time I see you I can't look away and I can't pass through You're like an early morning Monday Bringing me down messing with my mood I'd love to say I could hold myself together But I can't help but come unglued You're like a wreck out on the