I go outside I'll admit I'm full of shit That's how I know I love you That's how I know I trust you, You're not sure if there's a right or wrong But it feels like there is when I treat you like this Texas, I won't come home Not even if you call I can't

You know you got it if it makes you feel good {Take it} Take another little piece of my heart now, baby {Oh, oh, break it} Break another little bit of my heart now, honey {Oh, oh, have it} Have another little bit of my heart now, baby (Mmm, mmm} Enough

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

The blues was pouring out of me" Nobody knows how I really feel Nobody knows, nobody cares" Nobody knows, nobody sees" I woke up this morning baby Cent fois ces mots je les ai dits Ces mots que d'autres avaient ecrits De toute ma voix, de toute mon ame

Feels good don't it What's it like girl To have somebody love you With a love Too good to be true You ought to know How bout those lonely nights You used to pray Something like this

If I told you that I wanted to see you And if I told you that I'd beg to please you I'll always keep you What would you say Now tell me how you'd feel If I told you that I Have feelings for you

I can feel it in the air, I can feel it in the air I'ma savage to these niggas but to her I'm gentle Everywhere we go we clean She want me to quit that lean Baby I can't quit that lean Put a ring around Codeine Now first of all where I'm supposed to

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

Feels like my life is ready to blow Me and my love we'll take it slow I hope she knows that I'll love her long I just don't know where the hell I belong She remembers my name How optimism led me astray Two hundred things I took the wrong way But I saw

I wanna lash out I wanna let it out I can't be the cork, come out of the bottle 'Cause I can feel it on the back of my tongue On the back of my tongue Oh, hard to hold this fire inside me All I know, sometimes it's frightening Hard to hold this fire