Oh oh, oh oh And there's no one, no one like you And there's no one, no one like you. I wish that I hold bite my tongue 'Cause even when I'm right I'm wrong I wish that I could pull these scabs And bleed you out My coffee's got a bitter taste

Good Lord willing and the creek don't rise Flying ninety miles an hour like a wild bat out of hell Singing hallelujah with a rebel yell Dancing with a little danger, fast and hard, wrong or right Praying I'm just gonna make it out alive Long about

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the lights We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until the dawn Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs On the Right Side of Wrong A friend of a friend

I'm an outlaw I do my thing and talk my shit and run my mouth off I never really ever gave a fuck about y'all I got a lot of hits left like a southpaw Without y'all I was right about what, I was wrong about when Yeah, just copped a mansion and my parents

I'm a man of my convictions Call me wrong, call me right But I bring my better angels to every fight You may not like where I'm going But you sure know where I stand Hate me if you want to Love me if you can Sometimes I think that war is necessary Every

Underneath we're all the same I've been around a while I know wrong from right And since a long time ago Things been always black and white Just like you can't judge a book by the cover We all gotta be careful

I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more. My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read alibi. Delusional I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me! Like this (like

I'll try my best. I can be that part of you, Can you let me try? To be hugged, to be kissed. Torn to pieces. Tell me it's all right, Just for one night. Show you how to feel like, What it feels like. Be thought of and to be missed.

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight Seat laid back running Fingers through my hair Watching miles go by Like she just don't care Looking at me with One thing on her mind Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old bean peak