I guess I'll never learn Cause I stay another hour or two You know I can't be found with you We get back to my house Your arms, my mouth Now I just stop myself around you A soft sound To the way she wears her hair down Covering up her face

We ain't ever gettin' older I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke-down car and And I, I, I can't stop (can't stop) No, I, I, I can't stop (can't stop) So, baby, pull me closer In the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford

Go ahead and jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't you see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump Might as well jump (jump) I get up, and nothin' gets me down

I know I thought I can’t let go Well it’s over He won’t take me back when I come around Says he’s sorry then he puts me out I got a big chain around my neck And I’m broken down like a train wreck Can’t let go You told me baby one more time Won’t make me

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab

We're building it up We can't wait To burn it to the ground And you were there at the turn To break it back down To burn it down And fan the flames As your blazes burn Waiting to let me know

Will you sing us a song And we'll sing it back to you We could sing our own But what would it be without you I am finding out that maybe I was wrong That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone Stay with me This is what I need please I am nothing now

Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and, jump. I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? I get up, and nothing gets me down. You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around. And I know,

Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me You drag me down, you fuck me up We're on the ground, we're screaming I don't know how to make it stop I love it, I hate it, and I can't take it I tell myself I'm done with wicked games But then I get so numb with all

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do