Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

Where we were, kinda thing, betcha crawl, all alone Rec League, I ain't payin' to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah, I murder some, I murder one Explain it all, Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same

I hear them calling for you In the middle of the night when the wolves come out They head straight for your heart Like a bullet in the dark One by one, I take them down We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight They come straight for your

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

The sky is crying, Can you see the tears roll down the street. I my baby early one morning She was walking on down the street I got a real, real fine feeling That my baby she don't love me no more I've been looking for my baby And I've been wondering

Down and up and down and up and down and up and down The beat just dropped and the room got sexy You're watching me like there's no one else around I know you want me like kids want candy So keep watching me go down and up and down It's alright to say

Just ten years ago No one would ever know Tears rollin' down from my eyes Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt Yeah, I don't know why I got those type of blues tonight, but uh Something, it's alright, something told me tonight to uh Get it like I was

I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore I don't care anymore I don't care what you say I got better things to do with my time Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace Drag my name all over the place You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in

I’m gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I’m gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of