Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

I put your mother through hell, don't you mind I hate your brother as well, don't you mind, don't you mind I love you, don't you mind, don't you mind I got a plane in the middle of the night, don't you mind I nearly killed somebody, don't you mind, don't

Then she'll leave you with a smile At first she's gonna come on strong Like she'll love you all night long Like it's going out of style Well, you can't help but wonder Why you can't help but love her But you can't help love her And all that hurtin' was

Don't waste your time on me You're already the voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) I miss you, I miss you I miss you, miss you Hello there The angel from my nightmare The shadow in the background of the morgue The unsuspecting victim Of

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

Hello, hello Is anybody listening? Let go, it's everyone that's calling me Oh oh, won't somebody show me that I'm not alone, not alone Is there anybody, anybody? Yes I stumbled into the night We're touching but I feel like you're still out of reach But

Drop dead beauties Stompin' up a storm Lines of Hell on our face Bruised bad apples Crawling through the night Busted loose runaway Always always Thrill without a motive

(From the depths of hell in silence) (Cast their spells, explosive violence) (Russian night time flight perfected) Undetected, unexpected Wings of glory Tell their story Aviation, deviation Stealth perfected

What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say? What the hell did I say when I called last night Dripping loads of whiskey honey in that message that she liked What the hell did I say, gotta dial it up again I'm writing out those lines that fell out

It's so cold, cold as hell 35 below and falling How I wish that she was calling me It's such a lonely world It's like Latitude 88 North Latitude 88 North The iceman came to me tonight So very near but out of sight I heard the footsteps in the hall