She let it slip away, away, away They all feel the same 'Cause no one will love you like her Adjust to the fame And die with a smile She has no recollection Of the life she had without me It's so sad it had to be this She forgot the good things about me

Its not that I take life for granted Its only that the good wont make it Innocence dies while Villainy Thrives Retribution calls If only I could afflict you Hurt you in the same way that you hurt I just want to exact reprisal The only way I depict you Is

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

That I'm losing control Trapped inside your broken world While I'm playing the victim again Running in circles To me it's all the same And though nothing's gonna change I hope someday you have it all Wait how long would you wait Just for me to call

You knew in five minutes But I knew in a sentence Your eyes are flutterin' Such pretty wings. So why do we go through all of this again? A moth, flyin' into the Same old flame again It never ends It's not like I dropped the bomb,

Let's put that boot to the pedal, aw, that pedal to the metal We ain't gotta settle for the same old sames It's called leaving for a reason, mistakes are made for making We don't know which hell we go Roads we've never taken Bucket seats, bucket lists

He fills me up He gives me love He's all I've got He's all I've got in this world More love than I've ever seen But he's all the man that I need It's not the same I used to cry myself to sleep at night But that was all before he came

Well, it must be the same old thing Why do men go crazy When a woman wears her dress so tight? Why do all of the men try to run A big legged woman down? Well, it's the same thing Well, it's the same old thing Better tell me who is to blame Well, the

It's all the same to me Yeah baby if you leave Girl, you can head North, South, East or West Which way you go, I couldn't care less It doesn't matter, if this is where You want to be You can take the couch, you can take the chair It makes no difference,

I keep my wits 'bout me Especially right now, I got a rich bounty I can tell that you don't give a shit 'bout me I keep the same people that's been 'round me Yeah, a lot changed but I'm still the same old me I'd still rather make a song than go to KOD