Baby you don't wanna know Well do what you want, but don't be proud 'Cause baby you don't wanna know What I'm gonna do when you're not around No baby you don't wanna know I got you right where I want And I bet you gonna set you off And I tell you

I have a life that's good At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

Here we go around, 'round, 'round She givin' me the run around, 'round, 'round, 'round Oh, what a fool believes Run, run, run around, 'round, 'round, 'round, yeah Run, run, run around, 'round, 'round, 'round That's right

Doesn't matter where we are are are are As the sun goes down We were, wash around me now Doesn't matter, no Nothings ever what we expect Oh, we're chasing as the sun set Got my mind on you If there's a moment when it's perfect

Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and

'Cause you're a good girl and you know it I want your hot love and emotion endlessly Just hold on, we're going home (going home) I think there's something, baby You act so different around me Just hold on, we're going home Ah, ah, ah-ha I got my eyes on

I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) (But having respect, that feels even better) I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground I want to got there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head Why

I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air I'ma savage to these niggas but to her I'm gentle Everywhere we go we clean She want me to quit that lean Baby I can't quit that lean Put a ring around Codeine Now first of all where I'm supposed to

Somewhere nice we can be alone Don't be sad when the sun goes down You'll wake up and I'm not around We'll still have the summer after all Hey there summer boy Let's get lost you can take me home Bikini tops, coming off Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going, wide open We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open Two-lane highway rolling With no one around, slowing us down Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing Feet on the dash with her