I know I've been converted I've been converted She taught me how to pray You've got a noose And you'll make me change I'm not afraid to call my savior's name And I know why

Girl, it's astounding the way that you ground me Just by being around me, help me stay true Behind every man is a woman standing Holding his hand and seeing him through You're my co-pilot Always by my side, looking so fly Baby you got me Clouds hit the

Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip Your dirty wings I've got some rope

Damn you were in my x dreams (you were in my) Making love in my x dreams Doing really nasty things (you were in my dreams) (Help me here) Heard your boyfriend was away this weekend Wanna meet at my place Heard that we both got nothing to do Damn you were

(Raised on country music) I was raised on Merle, raised on Willie Got my Honky Tonk attitude from Joe Diffie Daddy did too, it's family tradition If someone cranks it up, you can't help but listen My upbringing sounds like George Strait singing And I

Crazy, beautiful, sexy You got that real thing, that good-vibing feel thing Crazy, beautiful, sexy, unusual Innocent, provocative, so classic, you're rocking it Gives me that hard rush, I can't help but wanna touch And I just can't get enough, baby, just

So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess

Everybody's got somebody Not just anybody But the one That you can't help who you love No you can't help, you can't help who you love Friends try to set you up, try to find you someone new They say you'll get along, you're just alike, she's perfect for

I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh

Hey, it's true Machinery in my pocket, I've even got a docket from you I'm a helpless automaton, make an ultimatum to you I stay in my room, All alone in the gloom, What need I of light? Machines they can see in the night, And I feel no pain