But even though I am lost all the time I've got hooks in my sides that you left there But you're not the same, you died along the way Now we're ghosts and we're praying for winter One, two, three; one, two, three... Well, I left my home on hollow bones

Do the dance (do the dance) The way you move is a mystery You're always there for music and me Do the D.A.N.C.E. Stick to the B.E.A.T. Just easy as A.B.C. One, two, three, four, five Get ready to ignite You were such a P.Y.T.

Panic for a minute Got my brain in a daze I wish you weren't in it There are so many ways To lose your attention You can break everything My mind is on you But so I can take anything If a plane crashed into my room

Disintegrate Annihilate me A sickness with no remedy, except the ones inside of me I’d take a leap of faith, but I’d lose my nerve In the end, I’ll get the hell that I deserve I’m always gone with the wind Crawling in and out of my mind God knows, I lost

To think I used to love you But, I'm leaving anyway For reasons I don't know You polished up my halo And I dirtied up your soul I sure had a good time But, we both know I can't stay You made me laugh some You made me cry some too

In this love song, love Love song, love song Hey, hey, love won't find Find its own way home Sun shine, sun shine on me Sun shine, sunshine on me Spirit of the rising sun lift me up Hold me there and never let me fall Love me 'til I die, my heart won't

It's time to move on and just walk away I'm out of my fucking mind Stay out of my fucking way Did I take the right path? I don't know, but I'm lovin' everything All the hearts that I have broken All the lies I've left unspoken But in the end we'll be

The way he should I got it bad, and that ain't good Never treats me sweet and gentle 'Cause I got it bad, and that ain't good My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood But when the weekend's over And Monday rolls around My man and me We pray some

Man, fuck them bitches and them hoes And them niggas pussies, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all she wrote Now it’s fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still

Wasted away again in Margaritaville Searching for my lost shaker of salt Some people claim that there's a woman to blame Nibblin' on sponge cake Watchin' the sun bake All of those tourists covered in oil Strummin' my six-string On my front porch swing