It's driving me mad I want you so bad I want you so bad, babe She's so heavy Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy You know I want you so bad Yeah, she's so heavy

Everyone I know better be wasted You know I would pour one up 'Cause the way I lived, it was amazing Everyone welcome to my funeral All of my friends are in the room Welcome to my funeral When it's my time, I know you'll tailor a new suit for me And buy

We were tangled up in a blanket on the sand And the moonlight, watchin' that tide roll in Her skin on mine, the only thing I got on my mind Is a two-piece memory of her and me layin' on the beach And her sunburnt lips on me, yeah, her sunburnt lips Back

Never selling heroin, never selling crack again Yeah, I'm out of jail, and I'm never going back again Don't fire indiscriminate, with the mac again My people are stuck behind glass like a mannequin They pretend to give a fuck, just like the Vatican

Ooh, she made us drinks to drink We drunk 'em, got drunk I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Uh huh, okay) I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay) She

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you Is somebody to you (Yeah you!) Look at me now, I'm falling I can't even talk, still stuttering Everybody's trying to be a billionaire But every time I look at you I just don't care

You return like Saturn to me Oh, w-w-w-w-woah You leave and return Eventually you will proceed to give me what I need And that's how it should be You're just like Saturn to me, to me (Saturn to me) I orbit around the way that you are Can't help but be

More girls like you Wanna reach for the brightest star, set it on a ring Put it on your hand, grab a piece of land Girls like you make guys like me And raise a few, yeah Well, I've been living like a wild old mustang Out in Montana fields Might've earned

Don't you know there are always two sides Oh, there are always two sides To every story, yeah Oh, and two mistakes will only bring you heartache (Too late, too late) There's always two sides to every story Ah, he told me I treated him good Now you tell me

Till there's nothing left standing, Nothing left of yesterday There's not enough rain in Oklahoma To wash the sins out of that house There's not enough wind in Oklahoma To rip the nails out of the past Shatter every window till it's all blown away, Every