It's not easy To say goodbye I wanted you for life You and me in the wind I never thought there'd come a time That our story would end It's hard to understand But I guess I'll have to try

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

We all want what we ain't got. All I want is what I had, I'd trade it all just to get her back. She's moving on, but I guess I'm not. We all want what we ain't got, Our favorite doors are always locked. On a higher hill with a taller top, We ain't happy

Tear me open, I believe God will set you up to bleed And no one can deceive What is meant to be And bloody murder we will scream God will set you up to tear me open I'm not quite myself these days Guess we all come undone Time to time, in different ways

Together we're gonna wait around and die Sometimes I don't even know where this dirty road is taking me Sometimes I don't even know the reasons why I guess I'll keep on ramblin', lots of booze and lots of gamblin' It's easier than just waitin' around to

Oh ! Lord, I´m stuck in a Lodi again Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin´ my fame and fortune Lookin´ for a pot of gold Thing got bad things got worse I guess you will know the tune Oh ! Lord Stuck in Lodi again Rode in on the Greyhound

I got a question Will the truth really set you free? When the police gon' stop pressing me? When them boys gon' stop pressing me? When my girl gon' stop stressing me, second guessing me? When my bitch gon' stop stressing me, second guessing me? Look,

Guess I'm on my way I've got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can't lose Needed a friend And the way I feel now I guess I'll be with you 'til the end Mighty glad you stayed I'm stuck on you Stuck on you Been a fool too long I guess it's time

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah 'Cause growing pains are keeping me up at night And I guess the bad can get better Gotta be wrong before it's right Every happy phrase engraved in my mind There's truth in every word I write But still the growing pains, growing

And still I don't understand When you said you'd had enough A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other Well, now I guess I should've listened Why's love gotta be so tough Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh Oh, and now I guess I should've