We're under control Waiting for the fire to light Feeling like we could do right Be the one that makes tonight 'Cause freedom is a lonely road I might be anyone A lone fool out in the sun Your heartbeat of solid gold I love you, you'll never know

Kick back an' get high Hang a sign on the door of my life Tell the world that I've gone missin' An' I won't be back for a while I'm so tired of only wishin' I could leave my troubles behind I wanna be front porch rockin' With a big sun droppin' in a blue

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Tu sais, rien n’est parfait. La vie fait des erreurs. Bats-toi seulement pour le meilleur (Bats-toi) C’est vrai, rien n’est parfait, Mais chaque seconde de bonheur Te donne le goût de vivre encore plus fort. Tu sais, rien n’est parfait, Ça ne doit pas

You ain’t ready to ride with me Please step to the side Ride, ride, ride I got real ones waiting to ride for me Waiting to ride for me So you don't, get to the front of the line I got real ones waiting from time for me You ain’t ready to fight with me A

I'll be waiting for you when you're ready to love me again I'll put my hands up I know I left you speechless I'll be better to you I'll do everything different I'll be somebody different But we had time against us And miles between us The heavens cried

Wrists, dancing Sink your ship, Titanic My clique full of bandits Grind for that lettuce sandwich The coupe, is tinted She thought it was rented I want it, I'ma spend it Live my life with no limits I'ma do the damage, I'ma do the damage

Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up, and breathe me Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Ouch, I have lost myself

Guess I didn't know That I just got this crazy feeling I've been making someone wait for me Think I don't need a watch to tell the time Think I don't need the sun to help me shine Think I don't need a girl to be alright Thought I didn't need shoes on my

Like desperados waitin' for a train I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever' well I've drilled run dry?" We were friends, me and this old man