To my neighborhood I said, "Goodbye, so long", to my, my neighborhood 'Cause I'll always, always come back And I know, I know I'll see you again (I'll see you again) My neighborhood (my neighborhood) I left my mother feelin' sick in a bedroom My daddy

Traitor hate your face, obey or you're gonna die Oh yeah I'll come back to you when I'm dead (Fire!) the fire is more right than my eyes Don't remain, go misplay, you're so, so wild (Traitor!) your vengeance night, yes, always for me Always now, once you

I'm going back to my roots Another day, another door Another high, another low Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom I know it's gotta go like this, I know Hell will always come before you grow Trouble found me, trouble found me Don't throw stones at me

Some rules I cannot break The ghost is supposed to love Then why do I feel pain 'Cause nothing is for keeps You just can't hold a cloud The shape will always change Then one day come back down You showed me when you came Night falls on us either way

So you lookin' for a good man To hold you with some good hands I heard you lookin' for a good man Somebody get you through the bad land Just like you know your southern stars always gonna come back out I’ll give you everything I got like nobody else you

Right now, you know I miss your body Ey, yeah, yeah, yeah Every time you go away, you're always tryna fight I could try to fill the space with someone else tonight So I won't kiss nobody until you come back home And I swear, the next time that I hold you

You know I'd always come for you I'd lie, it's true By now you know that I'd come for you No one but you, yes, I'd come for you But only if you told me to And I'd fight for you Give my life for you As long as there's still life in me No matter what,

Like a wave out on the ocean I will always come right back to you Is not that way that anyone would do I could blink Well if we had the words in times like these We wouldn't have to stare

I'll move back down To this western town If you were thinking that the worst is yet to come Why am I the one always packing up my stuff? For once, for once, for once I get the feeling that I'm right where I belong Why am I the one always packing all my

All you young wild girls Yeah, you young wild girls You make a mess of me You'll be the death of me, the death of me No matter what you do I'll always come back to you, come back to you All these roads steer me wrong But I still drive them all night