Take it easy, take it easy I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me Well I'm a-runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me One says she's a friend of mine Don't

You're gonna know in your soul This is what we came here for Here and now So live it loud This moment, it won't be ignored So why not open up that door? They say that life is a two-way street When you're not sure. You gotta trust your feet

Merry-go-round and round You know he's gotta get away To the merry-go-round and round Count the times that he laid awake at night thinkin' Am I goin' down now Am I goin' down Am I goin' down now, oh! It's not easy puttin' on a smile You're alone, lost

Gotta learn to love yourself Perfect girls ain't real They hide who they are inside Now, perfect girls ain't real They live a lie But it's always on your mind 'Cause you're all lying all the time Know that perfect girls ain't real Inside and out

You're too cool to love me, you're too cool to love me back You said it before, you said it before You're too cool to love me, you're too cool, I don't need that When all I gotta do is walk away Then I know I'll feel better You're too cool to love me,

I don't, I don't, don't know what it is But I need that one thing And fall into my arms instead So get out, get out, get out of my head And you've got that one thing Something’s gotta give now 'Cause you've got that one thing So get out, get out, get out

I don't know what to do Gotta form a plan of attack 'Cause I'm blue for you, blue for you And I'm blue for you, blue for you Sometimes the sun shines And I close the blinds 'Cause I can't stand to see the light of day I have no use for pain But I don't

Wrap myself around you, never let you go I gotta get back now to the ones who love me There's nothin' in the world that feels like Coming home There's a place that I know where they all know me The place that I know where they all know me Coming home,

I got new rules, I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself One, don't pick up the phone You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone Two, don't let him in You'll have to kick him out again Three, don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up

There goes the alarm Now he gotta getcha And there goes the alarm ringing in my head Like somebody said, "don't you trust him, no" Texting from his ex, what did you expect? Now you're lying here knowing where he goes Karma is a bitch, yeah Same way that