I'm a nut I'm a nut I'm an acorn, small and round Lying on the cold, cold ground That is why I'm cracked you see I'm so nutty, I don't know Why the squirrels love me so I'm descended from an oak Nuts to you, and that's no joke People always step on me.

But I don't give up, no, I don't ever give up Love isn't here, love isn't here But it's somewhere I'm no kid in a kid's game I did what I did, I've got no one to blame It's all I've got, it's my claim to fame I'm no fighter but I'm fighting This whole

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

I love ya mama, I love ya mama, I love ya mama No stress, no drama, her kids hatin, they know I fucked their mama Ok, I love me some of yo mama, (oh) true that (true that) Don't call me daddy, only she can do that Ok, me and yo mama be fuckin, boy you

We both know we ain't kids no more We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts Send my love to your new lover Treat her better I'm giving you up I've forgiven it all You set me free, oh If you're ready, if you're ready If you're ready, if you're ready (Send

It's the simple things in life Like the kids at home and a loving wife That you miss the most when you lose control Everything you love starts to disappear The devil takes your hand and says, no fear Have another shot, just one more beer I've been there,

Yeah, it's hard when you're young And almost fought your father when he pushed me in the yard And all those nights we snuck out, like to meet up at the bar Don't worry, my love, we're learning to love But it's hard when you're young We both know I go too

Just like driving on an open highway Never knowing what we're gonna find Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up What we got is Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love That's right, oh that's right Oh, that's our kind of love You wear your

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

To be young and in love Don't worry, baby To go nowhere in particular Back to work or the coffee shop Look at you kids with your vintage music Comin' through satellites while cruisin' You're part of the past, but now you're the future Signals crossing