Don't make me choose Don't make me If you really love me You would never judge me I would never do that to you Don't make me Between my left hand and my right Between my love and my life Either way I lose

Yeah, I'm 245 right down the middle And I'll miss the green, to the left just a little Chili dip a wedge, and put it all together Hit that son of a bitch right up there in the leather If you call that good, and let me press on the side You can put me

What are we supposed to do After all that we've been through When everything that felt so right is wrong Now that the love is gone? There is nothing left to prove No use to deny this simple truth Can't find the reason to keep holding on Now that the love

When the only thing you want is The only thing that you can't have When the part that you can't take is Knowing you can't take it back She's on the good side, goodbye On the right sight of free And you're on the wrong end of a long night On the left side

At night she's screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" A little bit psycho Oh, she's sweet but a psycho Oh, she's hot but a psycho So left but she's right though Grab a cop gun kinda crazy She's poison but tasty Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"

She moves me like a Memphis soul song With an angel on my left side and the devil on my right She's the one who saves me from them dark unholy nights Of all the ones who've left me it's a wonder she's not gone Lookin' back on everything and all the

You up? You up? You up? But the way we left off, it just ain't right (Just ain't right, yeah) Baby, tell me, you up? If I was sleep, I would do the same thing Tell me, you up? You up? Yeah You up or are you sleepin’, dreamin' 'bout me? It's the captain

Walk in the rave, smile on my face Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right Straight to a bang in the teeth Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh Now man's tryna talk to my Gs Nah, none of that, none, .45

At night she's screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" A little bit psycho Oh, she's sweet but a psycho Oh, she's hot but a psycho So left but she's right though Grab a cop gun kinda crazy She's poison but tasty Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"

I guess it's all alright I got nothing left inside of my chest, But it's all alright Yeah, it's all alright A good reason to go And I know, oh no, Yeah it's all alright Well I got the call soon as the day hit night As soon as the headlights lit up the