I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight Seat laid back running Fingers through my hair Watching miles go by Like she just don't care Looking at me with One thing on her mind Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old bean peak

Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor Pull up, nigga creeping Colder than a motherfucker, guess it's ho season (bitch) Shorty got that ass, baby girl it's nice to meet you With these lights off,

I wanna try something new, all night Don’t know your name, but I guess I really don’t care I probably should wait, but I wanna let you go there I wanna try something I wanna try something, all night I like that new new boy I like that new (wanna try) By

What now? I just can't figure it out What now? I guess I'll just wait it out I don't know where to go I don't know what to feel I don't know how to cry I don't know ow ow why Whatever it is, it feels like it's laughing at me through the glass of a

Oh-oh, I guess that's just the motion I guess that's just the motion I guess that's just the motion, I guess that's just the motion It's not me and you, it's not me it's you You're reckless and you know it, they don't love you like I do Say you're moving

To love a woman And that's what it feels like Will she love you tomorrow like she loves you today She can keep your heart guessing but she's yours if she stays I don't know what it is but she drives me crazy I don't know what she does but she drives me

Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go I'd best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Well, you treat me just like another stranger You treat me just like another stranger Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your

I only want you, I only want you, yeah I don't want somebody like you I don't want somebody brand new Guess I had to leave, had to leave, had to leave ya Just to need, just to need ya I don't want another night of tryna find Another you, another rock

I stick with real things Usually facts and figures When information's in its place I minimize the guessing game Guess what? (What?) I don't like guessing games Or when I feel things Before I know the feelings How am I supposed to operate

And so I can't keep this up I have had enough 'cause you can count me out Well I'm up and I don't know why But I guess that's all that counts Looking 'round as I'm holding my head And I'm in somebody's house The sun it hits like a punch in the face With