I don't need your love Your time is up, I'll tell you why You say you're sorry But it's too late now So save it, get gone, shut up 'Cause if you think I care about you now Well, boy, I don't give a fuck So I cut you off 'Cause I already cried enough

We've got the words if you've got the melody We've got the time if you've got the place to be And we're not gonna stop We've got tonight to make every memory Until we set it off Ready or not, 'cause we're gonna make you see We're not gonna stop We're

Pop pop a top off and get your good time on Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop We poppin' off like a bottle rocket most shots Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker I'm just a country boy singin' my song So

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

It's dirty but it feels alright I love muddy water I'm ready, ready for the blues tonight Well I ain't gonna fuss and fight And I ain't stayin' up all night Worryin' 'bout the things that I can't change Let everybody think I'm a little bit strange 'Cause

Oh even if we're ready or not Ready or not but I waste no time I'm headin' out with some friends of mine Holdin' on to what we've got Ready or not but they're back in town The word is out that this time around They'll be lettin' go with all they've got

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

'Cause here I come, here I come I've waited all my life to get out of the trenches I'm ready to fight for what I believe you can steal from me I won't take this Gonna fill these trenches and stand up Wake up, I won't give up Never again, never again will

Bionic, take it supersonic, eh I'm bionic, hit you like a rocket, eh-ay-yeh Gonna get you with my electronic, supersonic rocket, eh Bionic, so damn bionic, eh Are you ready, ready, ready to go? This-this-this-this is the moment that I take over your mind

No love, no love, no love Had a heart, man I'm tryna get it back though Get ready, we going to the Chateau White linen, white rose Suite 23 at the Chateau Tryna get it back, tryna get it back, tryna get it back No excuse, you be actin' like a bitch now I