Stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreak Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time Just another picture to burn As far as I'm concerned you're 'Cause I hate that

You're just another brick and I'm a sledgehammer I hit a wall, I thought that I would hurt myself Oh I was sure, your words would leave me unconscious And on the floor I'd be lying cold, lifeless But I hit a wall, I hit 'em all, watch the fall I hit a

I want to be alone So pray, pray for me I run in tow And where you're from I long to know And it shall be so That's not me from a-trying That's the devil and his lying I cannot love

I'm not leaving tonight Said, today she called here twenty-six times (I know you counted) You kept telling me not to worry (Don't worry 'bout it) Wanna believe that you're telling the truth (So don't doubt it) But if you are lying to me... You're leaving

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you

We're alive And the future never dies When we're lying here together Baby try to hold on Till we make it to forever On a night that's so cold And you're just a touch away Tell me why I'm alone I'm lost in your eyes

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh, oh open wide You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess

I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting cold I'd rather be lying six feet down in the ground To have me a woman that I can't control You're just getting ready for some cypress grove Well

Gotta learn to love yourself Perfect girls ain't real They hide who they are inside Now, perfect girls ain't real They live a lie But it's always on your mind 'Cause you're all lying all the time Know that perfect girls ain't real Inside and out

You are the one I want Oo-oo-oo, honey The one that I want You better shape up You're the one that I want Oo-oo-oo, the one I need I better shape up I got chills They're multiplying