You wanna be a star But you don't know who you are But you can't stand the light I'm gonna make my style Break, I wanna break the moon Get it, get it up, get it on the ride I'm the captain of my own life Hide in front of my eyes, I'm gonna make you mad

Won't you stay 'til the A.M.? All my favourite conversations Always made in the A.M 'Cause we don't know what we're saying We're just swimmin' 'round in our glasses And talkin' out of our asses Like we're all gonna make it, yeah yeah You and me were

I'm calling checkmate on you, baby Oh I'm calling checkmate, checkmate You are gonna lose 'cause you chose to make the moves you made Checkmate, checkmate Girl you will always lose when you choose to make the moves you make I ran out of options (I ran

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

(Mad at you), And I don't want you to go to bed I know sometimes It's gonna rain But baby, can we make up now 'Cause I can't sleep through the pain Girl, I don't wanna go to bed (Mad at me).

Won't ya come my way I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you so mad I'm gonna make sure I'm the best you ever had (Make you mad, make you mad) No other like me, yeah baby you'll see I'll lock ya down and I'll throw out the key I'm gonna make you go

Never mind all the things you heard about me You're never gonna understand it Every time that I've given you the truth It's never made a bit of difference Disappointment takes you Then the doubt, it breaks you It's enough to make you cry Always looking

You're the only one Take me back To where we started from Like we made it then This ol' heart ain't gonna break your heart again The only one Can we make it now I found out the hard way And I'm never gonna break your heart

And make believe it came from you I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter They're gonna knock me off my feet Kisses on the bottom I'll be glad I've got 'em And sign "with love" the way you do I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet I'm gonna smile

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of