You, you got me stranded Ooh, I'm blown, blown, blown Hopeless, hopelessly romantic Now tell me was I ever something that you could regret I know I wasn't the one for you, but at least I tried my best Surrounded by questions like, "Why'd you two part

Oh I don't know why She lets me down Then gets me high She's just my type I don't think twice But I, I, I love it I, I, I love it Love the way she plays with my head 'Cause I need this more than just a one night stand

Why does it feel so good? Yeah you know I'm in your party 'Cause you loving got me feeling so good So good, so good, so good Why does it feel so good? (to misbehave you) Why does it feel so good? (oh baby I can't to do) So good, so good

The way I’m living, shit get crazy dark Tell me lately, why we barely talk (why) Lately, I’ve been having crazy thoughts (yeah) And you know I'm tryna change, but it’s very hard Uh, ayy, yeah, them demons ain't the only ones that's up at night Oh my god,

Why are we so serious? Why so serious? (Serious) Oh, why so serious? (Serious) So someone tell me When did we get like this? I still remember we weren't grown up like this Why so serious? Can someone tell me

I’m reaching for the door And I don’t understand why it has to be this way Lock the door, me in the closet But it’s just too hard on me, oh So come back home Picture of you in my pocket It’s all I really have left of you And it’s not enough to keep me

I'm in a hurry to get things done All I really gotta do is live and die But I'm in a hurry and don't know why I rush and rush until life's no fun Oh I rush and rush until life's no fun Don't know why I have to drive so fast My car has nothing to prove

Oh, I'm doing it again I said it would end But here it goes again Yes, I'm doing it again Here it goes again First time we ever got a chance to be alone we knew It was wrong to do I guess that's why I was drawn to you Second time leads to the third, the

Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem

(Grease lightning go grease lightning) Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Go grease lightning you're burning up the quarter mile You are supreme the chicks'll cream for grease lightning Lightning, lightning, lightning Why this car is automatic It's