Without truth Yet we want to spare the feelings of those we love We've all lied But there is always room for forgiveness my friend So don't treat me bad just be glad I am strong I know where I belong

So why does it hurt so bad Why do I feel so sad But I keep crying When I don't love you So why does it hurt me so I gotta get you outta my head Hurts so (yeah you do) Why does it hurt so bad Thought I was over you

No, I don't feel a thing. Life's going by me. And still I say, Oh God! I'm making the same mistakes. Low? I'm on empty. Try to erase all the bad times. Free? I don't seem to be. My soul remains tied to your life. Every breath you breathe deep, I feel you

I had a job, I had a girl I had something going, mister, in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the car wash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a

I don't think so I don't feel so bad Wake up call Caught you in the morning with another one in my bed Don't you care about me anymore? Don't you care about me? Six foot tall Came without a warning, so I had to shoot him dead He won't come around here

H-Town got me feeling so throwed Spit fire and the world so cold Don’t, don’t play with her don’t be dishonest Aye, still not understanding this logic Aye, I’m back and I’m better I want you bad as ever Don’t let me just let up I want to give you better

I'm getting back, get back on track, get off of my back It feels so bad If it feels so bad Bad magick playing off of me Oh no, I don't want to be your friend Bad magick laying into me Oh no, I don't want to hear it again Does it feel so bad when you're

So what if I wake up with a attitude? You assuming that I must be mad at you You don't wanna deal with it, deal with it You gotta be real with, real with it You wanna leave but you're just in your feels With that good bad behaviour (good good good, good

Misery's best friend can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets, and I'm coming clean Some feel it, especially the rejects A bad habit; don't forget it: you better Count your last blessings and fill up the wagon Chases its feet And now I'm running out of

You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy I can't feel your vibe if you telling lies, that's not my energy Girl, that's not my energy, so get the fuck away from me I like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah) I like good