Our honeymoon Dreaming away your life Say you want me too We both know that it’s not fashionable to love me But you don’t go 'cause truly there’s nobody for you but me We could cruise to the blues Wilshire Boulevard if we choose Or whatever you want to do

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) ‘Cause I'm just

Said, you just don't know how beautiful you are And baby that's my favorite part You walk around so clueless to it all Like nobody gonna break your heart It'll be alright babe, see, me, I got you covered I'm gon' be your lover, you might be the one If

Until the end starts Nobody's perfect (I know it ain't easy giving up your heart) Trust me I've learned it To hold in your arms So come on and give me the chance I don't know why I'm scared Every feeling, every word I've imagined it all

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Spinnin' bottles, spinnin' bottles Will it end? Nobody knows Spinnin' rooms, spinnin' wheels, spinnin' out of control She's waiting, praying, that he don't drive tonight She's pacing the floor, she's checking the time Wondering how the glow with that

Don't go breaking my Don't go breaking my heart Nobody knows it I won't go breaking your heart Gave you my heart When I was down I was your clown Right from the start So don't go breaking my heart

But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home (Every now and then) Nobody ever had a dream 'round here

Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known and now he's blown it Upside down and hell's the only sound, we did an awful job Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill-at-ease Everything is on fire Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame Children