If this ain't love 'Cause I don't know That's when she said "I don't hate you, boy, I just want to save you While there's still something left to save" That's when I told her "I love you, girl, but I'm not the answer For the questions that you still

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

When there is reason tonight I'm awake When there's no answer arrive the silent man If there is balance tonight he's awake If they have to suffer there lies the silent man A question well served Is silence like a fever, A voice never heard Or a message

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

Don't want no high rise tombstone Gonna gather up my saints Don't wanna hear you fussing If it is or if it ain't My life needs no witness And my burden is my own You gotta answer to somebody If you didn't learn then you didn't read Gotta live with it

And know that if I knew all of the answers I would not hold them from you Know all of the things that I know 'Cause we've told each other There is no other way When your mind is a mess so is mine I can't sleep 'Cause it hurts when I think my thoughts

Who is the crowd that peers through the cage, As we perform here upon the stage? Tell me a lie in a beautiful way I believe in answers just not today So I arrived, naked and cold A welcomed change from the abeyance of a ghost town catacomb No need for

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

(This is country music) So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along This is real, this is your life in a song This is country music Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer", in a song. And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong. It

Can I change your mind? Racey days help me through the hopeless haze But my, oh, my Tragic eyes, I can't even recognize myself So if the answer is no Out again, a siren screams at half-past ten And you won't let go While I ignore, that we both felt like