My hopeless opus I've got this place That I've filled with empty space Oh I'm trying not to face what I've done I'm in this race and I'm hoping just to place Oh I'm trying not to face what's become of me Cherry bomb It's not a picture perfect life Not

Na na na na na And love is the name I just wanna be right here So we'll never regret that Life's gonna be what we be So we'll turn the music up tonight Let the beat set you free Give everything you got and Dance all your worries away

I've just begun It's about that time, gotta get mine You can't kill me 'Cause I'm already inside you Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! Enemy, show me what you wanna be I can handle anything Even if I can't handle you!

Got my mojo working Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand I got a gypsy woman giving me advice I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do I'm gonna have all you women right here at

I'm a lucky girl Whose dreams came true Is it always what it seems? Everything I've always wanted But underneath it all I'm just like you I got everything I've always wanted

Choose what you wish to believe Choose what you wish to see The hatred one can't ignore Let the gathering begin You say you don't know what its all about Just look around, you'll see there is no doubt The worms and maggots gather for the feast An endless

I've done this before So say what you wanna say, what you want Shame is you won't say that to my face Set it on fire Just to give me proof I'm living on a wire So say what you wanna say, what you wanna So say what you wanna say, what you gotta say, now

We don't hurry We don't hurry we got all this time We ain't worried we just wait and hide And who cares what's going on Just put on my favorite song Gonna dance for you in slow mo' Aye, we don't hurry Chasin' flies And I give you anything you're wanting

Amarillo by mornin' Up from San Antone Everything that I got Is just what I've got on Amarillo's where I'll be When that sun is high in that Texas sky I'll be buckin' at the county fair Amarillo, I'll be there They took my saddle in Houston

Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see