Why, why, why, why? It was always me versus the world Until I found it's me versus me Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth! We gon' put it in reverse Darling I told you many times And I am telling you once again Just to remind you

And there's no moral to the story, read the lines in between But that's what happens when you balance life on a triple beam When you balance life on a triple beam I turn a gram to an eight ball, an eight to a brick 'Cause that's what happens when you

I really love you Girls go wild on the West Coast "Come on baby, let's go" That's what she said Sunshine brighter than blind love It's all in the name of the wild wild west You know I really do Whatever happens, I hope you're happy, too So what you wanna

I like to wait to see how things turn out If you apply some pressure Apply some pressure, you lose some pressure You know that I would love to see you next year I hope that I am still alive next year What happens when you lose everything? You start all

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

Let someone with a deep love to give And what magic you'll see Let someone start believing in you, Let him hold out his hand Let him touch you and watch what happens One someone who can look in your eyes, And see into your heart Let him find you and

I only want to be with you 'Cause you started something Oh can't you see Ever since we met you've had a hold on me It happens to be true I don't know what it is that makes me love you so I only know I never want to let you go It doesn't matter where you

We go fallin' off the wagon Got ourselves a real bad habit Girl, you got me actin' like an addict All messed up, no matter what You know I just gotta have it Even though it winds up tragic Tonight whatever happens, happens And tomorrow, we'll get back on

Every back road, we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room, I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here, and you ain't around