Can't get you out of my head Out of, out of my head Out of my headphones It's like the record stopped spinning And you're gone again and I'm stuck here alone I turn it up, you turn me on It takes me back It takes all night long

I'm gonna take you by surprise And make you realize, I'm gonna tell you right away, I can't wait another day, I'm gonna say it like a man And make you understand I don't want to lose you Babe, tomorrow's so far away

Let's not take it slow Say you just want to wait and see it all unfold But baby when you find what you're seeking Something you can believe in you just got to go So let's not take it slow I don't want to take it slow A charcoal heart that you can't

Help me remember When nothin' else mattered The way that we used to be "Cause you were lovin' me Just for the night, one last time One more good memory When I look back That's what I wanna see Oh, help me remember

What was I thinking Yeah I got a house in every city I got everything any guy could want But all I really want is you (Tyler what were you thinking) And girls outside my door When all I really want is you I feel so dirty in my hotel room I got a king

What if god doesn't care? And we will burn your cities down We will burn your cities down America is a killing name It doesn't feel or discriminate Life is just a killing field It's all that's left, nothing's real Throw away your disposable past And fall

I’ll be flicking stones at your window I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go Won’t you come down? Come away with me I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day Just think of all the places we could be Think of all the places we could be Well

When I'm over you Someday, someday Some way, some way And I feel the weight lift 'Cause I see the shape shift Wanna fight, wanna get right Wanna live, wanna never die Gonna twist on the inside The way I do

Bet I shake it up She gon' make it up I go for the more and you go for the less (yeah) Ooh, bet I shake it up Bet I shake it up (double up) YSL jacket and she got the dress (skrt, sauce) I just talked to God and He said that I'm blessed (thank you,

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his