Open your heart to me, baby I hold the lock and you hold the key Open your heart to me, darlin' I'll give you love if you, you turn the key Don't try to run I can keep up with you Nothing can stop me from trying, you've got to Open your heart with the

Pour me up a 4 and I'll feel like myself again Roll me up some dope and I'll feel like myself again Drivin' solo, I'm just swervin' through my ends I'mma break every box they try to put me in When I'm sober I just don't like who I am I got a lot of

Tryin' to stop your leavin' Train's a comin', river's runnin' Got a guitar on my back And I'm standin' on this lonesome railroad track Train's a-comin' It'll be here 'fore too long But I don't think I can stop it with a song Girl, that's the kind of way

Tell me what you've got to break down the walls You just might need dynamite Kick senseless my defenses Tell me what your gonna do I need you to light the fuse Find out how to crack me Log in try to hack me Underneath the surface And you might feel like

You're gonna get through this It's never been harder Head above water Gotta fight from going under Even when it feels useless to wish You pray to God, don't know when But you feel the current pull you in You try to keep your head above water Even when it

I got nothing And my mates are all there trying to calm me down 'Cause I'm shouting your name all over the town I'm swearing if I go there now I can change her mind turn it all around And I know that I'm drunk but I'll say the words And she'll listen

Hold me down, hold me down Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for I sold my soul to a three-piece And he told me I was holy He's got me down on both knees But it's the devil that's tryna Sneaking out the back door,

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

Ain't no use in tryin' 'Cause you're runnin' With the fastest girl in town For gettin' into somethin' You got the bullets I got a hankerin'

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister