Even though we break up in the end Even if I knew you'd be the one that got away I'd still go back and get you Even if I knew you'd be my best and worst mistake Over and over, again and again I still walk in that bar a little drunk I still ask you what

Woah, I don't wanna bitch I just wanna help the people that I came up with That includes my family, that includes my friends If you not with us then don't pretend I just wanna, yeah, yeah I just wanna, mmm Yeah, still goin' Uh, bitch tryna play me for a

Whats your name? Ey' girl wassup' I wanna know who you are Cause girl you got me, you got a brother wondering if you wanna, meet me in the I can be you friend till the end- till the end Girl, wassup' I'm going crazy

White lights, train wreck Cyanide sweet tooth suicide She's a still thrill of suicide they say Cyanide in her plastic veins She's a mannequin of misery She's on a bender But she ain't gonna break

It's a crazy town full of neon dreams, Everybody plays everybody sings, Hollywood with a touch of twang, Bend those strings till the Hank comes out, Make all the drunk girls scream and shout, We love it we hate it we're all just trying to make it, In

Show me to a higher place Take me to outer space I want you to be my friend We'll make it till the world ends After this world is our past A love that no time could erase A love in a higher place Don't give me love, governed by life Limited by these

The endless knot the holy grove The threshold the place beyond I enter, like a newborn child Embracing the eternal Like a consuming fire The knowledge grows When it's cleft Though still patchworked Yet flooding

We will be with you Now your bowl is empty And your feet are cold And your body cannot stop rocking It hurts to let go Since the day we found you You have been our friend And your voice still echoes in the hallways of this house

But it still kills me like it did before I've seen the end of the day come too soon It's nothing that I haven't seen before No it's nothing that I haven't seen before Not a lot to say, not a lot to do You played the game, you owe nothing to yourself Rest

Waiting, waiting, waiting Whiskey in my hand Staring out the window For one more second chance Hoping headlights Come pouring round the bend Saying baby wait Up I'm coming home I'm still all alone