Oh my love don't fade away Constant reminder of where I can find her A light that might give up the way Is all that I'm asking for Without her I'm lost Don't let me darken your door It's not what I came here for No it's not what I came here for And I

Building up a stack of bones Keeping up with the Jones Getting us all so jacked and jaded Baby if you're asking me Love is really all we need Everything else is overrated, overrated Or where it is you get your name from We're going down if we don't

I'd do about anything you ask me to I'm just plain crazy bout a lot of things baby But I'm ten times crazier about you I'm ten times crazier about your lovin' girl Well I'm crazy about fast cars, football and guitars All them old country songs Daddy used

All my friends are heathens, take it slow Wait for them to ask you who you know Please don't make any sudden moves You don't know the half of the abuse But after all I've said, please don't forget Welcome to the room of people Who have rooms of people

Hmm hmm hmm Depth over distance was all I asked of you And I may be foolish to fall as I do Still there's strength in the blindness you fear If you're coming too, hmm Hold on, though we may be too young Oh hold on, though we may be too young Depth over

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I

I'll pretend to be your hero for just tonight All you need is my All you need is my love I got a little bit left to give up All I need is your All I need is your touch But if you wanna Baby, that's all I'm asking of you

Just a little bit of your heart Just a little bit of your heart is all I want Just a little bit is all I'm asking for I don't ever ask you where you've been And I don't feel the need to Know who you're with I can't even think straight but I can tell You

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

We’re fucking infamous I don’t care what you have to say, it makes no difference It’s all because of you, we’re fucking infamous Then call me a faggot, stand up, now who looks more threatening? I never asked to be model citizen for your decor Even if you