I'm not letting go See one thing about me I've always been 'bout mine As soon as you doubt me I show you how hard I grind Yeah I hear 'em hatin' me But they do that all the time There's no you without me I know this so I'm not letting go

I'm telling you, I'm bulletproof Believe me, I'm bulletproof You make me so bulletproof And now I'm too far gone I'm too far gone You're trying to blame me But I'm not breaking I need a way to separate yeah Now that you want it

You know I'm drunk on love Nothing can sober me up It's all that I need Take me away I wear my heart on my sleeve Always let love take the lead I may be a little naive, yeah Drunk on love Drunk, drunk on love

Motherfucka time to take it to the streets Yeah, yeah, yeah Motherfucka are you listening to me Motherfucka are you moving to the beat Motherfucka play it on the radio Motherfucka I will see you at the show Motherfucka let's show up tonight You can call

Friends that come and go Yeah, they'll be there when you need them, They say that when you don't I could give up on my heroes Could let myself down, too But what would I do If I lost my faith in you? My faith in you Yeah, this world will turn its back

Knowing they'll never be another one like her, not like her Kicking myself for ever letting her slip out of my world I just miss that girl Yeah, miss that girl I found a silver bracelet in my backseat That you left, it seems like yesterday It's like I

Yeah Cupid’s got a shotgun aiming at my heart I’ve been dodging bullets, I’ve been hiding in the dark Sawed off double barrel, trigger happy as could be Cupid’s got a shotgun and he’s pointing it at me Oh he gave up on arrows a long, long time ago Turns

Oh, oh, oh, Jamie's cryin' She wants to send him a letter, yeah yeah Just to try to make herself feel better It said, "Give me" ("Give me a call sometime") But she knows what that'll get her She saw the look in his eyes And she knew better He wanted her

Wake up America we're all in this together It's our home so let's take care of it You know that you want to You know that you got to wake up America Tomorrow becomes a new day and everything you do Matters yeah everything you do matters in some way I

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty