If you want another Say you need another Here's to taking what you came for And here's to running off the pain And here's to just another no man Here's to never ending circles And building them on top of me And here's to another no man

I'm not your robot, I'm just me I'm not your robot I would scream But I'm just this hollow shell Waiting here Begging, "Please, set me free so I can feel" Stop trying to live my life for me I need to breathe

Standing there red hot, tied up little tank top Looking like you must be straight out of the country I need a sweet little somethin' like you got Honey, what I wouldn't do for a sweet little somethin' like you I wanna ride you round in my old truck Keep

I've got this feeling It's gonna stop Needs to be stopped Woke before the morning sun I found it tucked beneath the hills I sat and watched it rise It hit the sky and burst to flames The lotus flower's

(I think we all) We all need a little more love I scream at the top of my lungs But my voice couldn't save this home You're proud of the guns you hold What's left now, where can we go? (We just need) Ooh a little more love (The world needs) Ooh little

Have that wreckless love That crazy love Let's go back there Let's take it there That off the wall won't stop til I get enough kind of love I need that love So baby, let's go Let's go back in time

Someday you’re gonna be the only one you’ve got Anklebiters You fall in love with yourself Why you want a piece of what I need? Just stop to drop dead Why do you care what people think? Are you hooked up to the leash You know, anklebiters

You're always summer breaking Summer is gone (See how they play) (You're gonna need someone to break your fall) Driving through Ghost-town Metal horses a thousand feet high Pulling your top down In the back of some pretty boy's ride

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo Fuck 'em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home But don't be acting like I need you I'ma take her ass down when she bring her friend around We popping like

When the sun goes down You’re gonna need a flashlight You’re gonna need a candle I think I can manage that When you leave town I’m gonna buy you a calling card ‘Cause I’m falling hard for you I go back on Labor Day And I will try to make my way