My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage We take everyone in Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you If home is where the heart is Then we're all just fucked

When you were young You sit there in your heartache Waiting on some beautiful boy to To save your from your old ways You play forgiveness Watch it now, here he comes He doesn't look a thing like Jesus But he talks like a gentlemen Like you imagined when

Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa-oh We take sour sips from life's lush lips And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships Stomp out this

Riding with them boys and girls and we're high (high) All we want to do is have a good time (time) Young wild and reckless is how we live life (life) Pray that we make it to twenty one (one, one, one) We make it to twenty one (one, one, one) I'm glad we

We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, You know we're better together Now I understand that we're better together I can't help it, I want you back 'cause I Boy I miss you, said I really do, boy I miss you Boy I miss you,

Uh, uh, uh, uh-oh Let's be alone together But do you got room for one more troubled soul And I said, I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead This is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end We could stay young forever Scream it from the top

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner

Oh no, oh no Show us that we're wrong and that's the one thing we can't be Oh no, oh no no no And throw away the key, boys The Joneses, they're not like you or me Lock 'em up, tight 'Cause if they had the chance they might Throw away the key, boys So

I'd get on my knees Confess my love, I'd know where to be My sanctuary, you're holy to me If you were church, I'd get on my knees You were doomed but just enough I'd get on my knees, yeah If you were church, yeah, I'd get on my knees And take the pain

Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather Just let me cry a little bit longer I ain't gon' smile if I don't want to I wish we were all rose-colored too My rose-colored boy I had to break it, the wars are raging on And I have taken my glasses