Tell me I'm an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I'm a bad man Well I think I'm gonna burn in hell S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N Kick me like a stray I know a thing about contrition

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't Don't think I don't think about you oh oh 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, boy Don't, don't, don't 'Cause I do boy 'Cause I do, 'cause I do, 'cause I do, yeah Keep writing you All this racing heart Got you on my mind

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through This is more than just a new lust for you (Ooh, don't think about) Done sayin' I'm done playin' Last time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to

I think I'm jealous of your girlfriend So you're jealous, but you can't tell me why Although she's just a girl that is your friend She shares a special part of you May be silly for me to feel this way about you and her 'Cause I know she's been such a

The words you say with your last breath and the emptiness in space I can't tell you what to do This crossroad is your own But I know what we'll become We'll be outlaws on the run Do you think about the end? Do you think about the end? (That slow last

Can't we just talk? Before we get lost I've never felt like this before I apologize if I'm movin' too far Figure out where we're growin' Talk about where we're goin' Let me out first So stop thinkin' 'bout it Can't get what we want without knowin'

I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night I need an easy friend I do, with an ear to lend I don't think you fit this shoe I do, won't you have a clue

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

Oh-h-hh baby, here I go again Missin you crazy And oh-h-hh lately all I think about Oh-h-hh is what we could be doing now Been running this highway like a greyhound Ain't nothing left for me to see And sometimes I just wish that I could break down And