It's not your fault It's not your fault, yeah and It's not your fault, yeah Na na na na Oh, it's not that you should care. I just wanted you to know. Baby, when I'm yellin' at you, Baby cuz I'm crazy for you,

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

What have we to show? Barren feelings and dust for crow We can't ever know When it's time to go That's the way to see the end Glowing out along the river bend It's not goodbye my only friend Yesterday started over again

Oh! they say some people long ago Were searching for a diff'rent tune One that they could croon As only they can They only had the rhythm so They started swaying to and fro They didn't know just what they had And that is how the blues really began They

Jenna, time to pee on a stick Wh-? I don't wanna know Come on honey, you've waited long enough Get to it and do it Wh- okay, girls! Enough You know what we mean I hope you drank enough this morning Come on, sweetie, it's better to know We'll be right

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger If it ain’t broke, you can

But sometimes I need a stiff drink Sipping from a high, full glass Let the world fade away But sometimes I need a long drag Yeah, I know it might sound bad She's a small-town, hard-working woman just trying to make a living Working three jobs, feeding

You know I'll never go As long as I know It's coming straight from the heart Give it to me straight from the heart Tell me we could make another start I could start dreaming but it never ends As long as you're gone we may as well pretend I've been

She's a popular girl When she walks in the room, every eye in the place Turns to follow her every move She's arrived on the scene in her diamonds and jeans World class, she's got nothing to prove It takes a long time to know her, she gives it up a little

When you're dying in LA Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do But nobody knows you now And nobody owes you now The power, the power, the power Oh the power, the power,