We'll find a way Let me be the one who shines with you I dream of you and all the things you say I wonder where you are now? Slide in baby together we'll fly Now that you're mine Of chasing the sun

It ain't but two things That I really understand Yeah when I was in the country I only had two friends Yeah that was a whistlin' woman You know boys and a crowing hen Well you know that is a lyin' woman You know boys and a jealous hearted man Yeah I'm so

When it's rainin' on Sunday And pray that it's rainin' on Sunday, Stormin' like crazy, We'll hide under the covers all afternoon And baby whatever comes on Monday can take care of itself Cause we've got better things that we can do It ticks just like a

We will remember this first night forever We'll recall the things that we said All the foolish dreams in our head After all the songs fade away And the stage fades to gray And we will remember this first night together On the night we met I'm searching

All the crying is true Oh, I will hold you and love you again But until then, we'll just pretend Just pretend, I'm holding you And whispering things soft and low And think of me, how it's gonna be Just pretend I didn't go When I walked away, I heard you

Goodbye, goodbye Well you don't want to see the girl I want to be Then why, then why should I listen If you don't want to do the things I need from you Yeah, you really tried But I was planted all the lies you told me, oh All the shit you've done You

Don't mess with the missionary man Don't mess with a missionary man A missionary man Well I was born an original sinner I was born from original sin And if I had a dollar bill For all the things I've done There'd be a mountain of money Piled up to my chin

This world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (spin

I want every other freckle Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh) I want to share your mouthful I want to do all the things your lungs do so well I’m gonna bed into you like a cat prance into a beanbag Turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back