Black roses on the ground Empty bottles on the table Silhouettes of people dancing To an unfamiliar sound Hello stranger Can I call you a friend? My friend, I'm going down With empty bottles on the table Wake up in the morning feeling like I'm not awake

I can't keep calm, I can't keep still I forget all that I've been taught Pulled apart against my will And I'm caught It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do To try and keep from calling you Well, can my dreams keep coming true How can they, cause when

I have written you down Now you will live forever And you will live forever In eyes not yet created On tongues that are not born Now you'll live through the ages, I can feel your pulse in the pages. And all the world will read you Obsession it takes

Come over, come over, come over, come over, come over I told you I wouldn’t call, I told you I wouldn’t care But baby climbing the walls gets me nowhere I don’t think that I can take this bed getting any colder I turned the TV off, to turn it on again

I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back

We don't, we don't need to talk about this now 'Cause we don't, we don't need to talk about this now Yeah we've been down that road before That was then and this is now The crowds in my heart they've been calling out your name I can remember the good old

Now I put the ice on my chest (I'm doing it) Now I got plaques on the wall (I'm doing it) Now I never answer a call (I'm doing it) Now I gotta house in the west (I'm doing it) There's no way you can tell man that I can't do what I want to (I do what I

Can't keep my hands to myself My hands to myself Keep making love to each other All of the downs and the uppers You're metaphorical gin and juice And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, but I I want it all, no,

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun

'Nother round, fill 'er up, This is what it's all about, no one can slow us down. Hell can't handle all of us, so get your bottles up. Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out. We ain't gonna stop until the clock runs out. (Bottoms up) Hammer down, grab