I am the enemy They say their words But nothing breaks the surface (Yet you say you believe) We lay our heads down For something empty (We must be the enemy) You can break me down You can bury me alive

Take my hand We're off to never-never land Exit, light Enter, night Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I die before I wake

Got a long list of ex-lovers They'll tell you I'm insane So it's gonna be forever Or it's gonna go down in flames You can tell me when it's over If the high was worth the pain 'Cause you know I love the players And you love the game 'Cause we're young

So when you're ready My love won't let you down And if you come my way I'll be at your service And so ride with me, until the wheels fall off So I can be all that you're dreaming of Quit playing hard to get girl It's me that you won't forget girl It's

And I know you won't let me down 'Cause I'm already standin' On the ground I like the way your sparkling earrings lay Against your skin so brown And I want to sleep with you in the desert night With a billion stars all around 'Cause I got a peaceful easy

Load up your six-shot baby Put it to my head Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured Put it to me, dead Lay your guns down let me die (scars) I walk this road alone Lay down your guns Cut me from ear to ear Eye for an eye

Music's playing up and down the block Mostly Christian, blues, country, folk and southern rock It's a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There's always something going on down in the trailerhood My neighbor Carl, he lives next door Pink

Holding nothing There's a bottomless pit that we've been climbing from Just to get on level ground Shake your seasick legs around Dead of winter in a logo town Signs of life are soft and flickering Need a bed to lay my body down Dead weight to carry down

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a