It's time to move on and just walk away I'm out of my fucking mind Stay out of my fucking way Did I take the right path? I don't know, but I'm lovin' everything All the hearts that I have broken All the lies I've left unspoken But in the end we'll be

Don't be cruel It's takin' all of me to love someone like you Runnin' round 1, 2, 3 clock in the mornin' I'm halfway to losing my mind Am I suppose to close my eyes and fall asleep when you're not home? Cause I wanna believe you, but I wonder if you're

Lot of love to let you It's gonna take a lot of love to let you Go, oh-oh-oh Go, oh-oh-oh (Oh, oh) I could cry to you, fight with you Beg you to stay but I won't try to change your mind I can't make you love me if you don't They say, "If you love them

If I'm being honest And I'm not gonna tell you that I'm over it 'Cause I think about it every night I'm not sober, and I know I keep these feelings to myself Like I don't need nobody else But you're not the only one on my mind You said I should be honest

I don't get along But on and on I get along with you I'll get along with you. With people who aren't kind With folks with only money on their minds And I don't get along with someone Who's always trying to tell me what to do Well I don't like

As someone who has had you on her mind Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat And covering the crossroads I'm standing at Or maybe it's the weather or something like that But daddy, you been on my mind I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down,

I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking, baby Don't mind all my friends, I know they're all crazy But they're the only friends that I have I know I don't know you But I'd like to skip the small talk and romance, girl That's all I have to say so, baby, can

Dance, ooh ooh Whoa-oh, oh oh I know that I'm carrying on, never mind if I'm showing off I was just frontin' (you know I want ya babe) I'm ready to bet it all, unless you don't care at all But you know I want ya (you should stop frontin' babe) So then we

He's the one Who likes all our pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he don't know what it means Don't know what it means And I say yeah Sell the kids for food

That's what you do to me I don't know what you call it but, uh I start a conversation and my mind goes blank When asked my name I can't even think I'm just not hungry when it's time to eat My blazer's on backwards, shoes are on the wrong feet Well some