You give me life, you give me light You give me a reason why I say, "Give me time" You get me high when you cross my mind Yeah, who needs suicide when I feel so alive with you (yeah, yeah) And you know I would die for you Jesus, weep, baby know I would

For the fantasy? Do you live, do you die, do you bleed Automatic, I imagine, I believe In your mind, through your eyes, do you see It's the fantasy? Say it, say it, say that you believe (Automatic, I imagine, I believe) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Say it, say it,

Your love, your love (yeah) Your love, your love Shawty I'm a only tell you this once, You the illest (bah ba bah bah oh) And for your lovin' I'm a Die Hard like Bruce Willis (bah ba bah bah oh) You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got something

Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is Imma die alone Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone People calling me, asking me for money, man The only thing Imma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone On the down low, haters drown slow I been

Yeah, there ain't much of nothin' in me Left to be saved, but, baby, I bet If you could love somebody like me Hope for me yet Girl, I've made a name everybody writes off An open-road, hard case; a honky tonk, lost cause The fate I'm lookin' at, there

Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines Well, we ain't no rookies; it's our third tour of duty Yeah, that's all right I came up through the trenches where We only played for tips and alcohol You find out what you're made

Would you ride with me? (Yeah) Would you lie for me? (That's right) Would you get high with me? (For sure) Would you die for me? (No doubt) Venue after venue, I've been through Come up to the telly, so I can bend you Send you to the store, condoms and

And we all still die Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die You fall through the trees And you pray with your knees on the ground For the things that you need With your lust and your greed weighing down And you weaken your

I got, yeah I got plenty whoadie I got hittas whoadie Tell 'em bring my car around Yeah I got plenty whoadie Goddamn, these snitches nosy Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards? I don't know, but I know I did perform at

Then I'm wrong, yeah, I'm wrong, this ain't a love song If the love that I got for you's gone, if the river I cried ain't that long I cried and I cried, there were nights that I died for you, baby I tried and I tried to deny that your love drove me