I pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And

The world keeps spinning, It won't stop, it's just beginning Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo 'Cause I got high hopes, high hopes. And when we grow old, I'll say "I told you so" 'Cause I got high (high, high) hopes Woo-hoo, woo-hoo High hopes for me and you,

'Cause I'm a man on a wire, on a wire I'm just a man on a wire, oh My heart is in my throat I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you And I've got my eyes closed As long as the wind blows I'm counting on high hopes to get me over you, you I'm a man

Throw your suitcase in the back Done gassed up the Pontiac Blastin' out to Johnny Cash Headin' for the highway Baby, we ain't ever comin' back What ya got? Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll Screw you, man

Got no one else to blame I'm just a victim of comfort I am just a victim of comfort Cryin' shame No rocket's gonna fly that high There's no escaping the enemy he's you and I We poison up our water, we're chokin' on the air Last stop before it gets too

(Oh) My lucky strike (Oh) You're body rocking, keep me up all night Got me so high and then she dropped me But she got me, she got me, she got me bad Took me inside and then she rocked me She keep up all night, this is what it sounds like (Oh) One in a

I'm going back to my roots Another day, another door Another high, another low Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom I know it's gotta go like this, I know Hell will always come before you grow Trouble found me, trouble found me Don't throw stones at me

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Mean concrete got you walkin' to a place you know You gon' meet your maker when he hands you dough Late-night creature go a-walkin' with her Head hung low All her features are a talkin' But-a she don't know She don't know High heels clingin' on a

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself