Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Oh boy dontcha line the track Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a If I could I surely would O boy dontcha line the track Ooh, my love came tumblin' down Ooh, love comes tumblin' down Me and my old lady sittin' in the shade Talkin' 'bout the money that

How you doing today? Are you sitting in the madman's hands again? No, I don't wanna let you down I'm not gonna lie, I'm not a nice nice guy But I tried and tried but I don't know why 'Cause when I put my head down sleeping I got this tiny little feeling

Running for the crown I’m running for the crown I'm running for the Baby on fire I see it when I close my eyes Think it's time So hit me on, hit me on my bones When I'm sitting on, I'm sitting on my throne

If ya want to get to get to know me it ain't that hard It's sitting on some Goodyears there in the yard Baptized in dirty water, handed down to me from my father Got some dents, got some dings, been my best friend since I was 16 If ya wanna know, wanna

I make you smile I make you proud I may not be there now But I hope one day I'll be man enough to be sitting there in my granddaddy's chair I hope one day I'll be the man you used to be Quick to love and slow to anger No, you never met a stranger I hope

I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the back seat sitting all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her

Well up here's the window sitting way up high I can't look up enough to see the sky There ain't no good light here below Don't want no preacher man to come around I don't need him to lay my burden down Alright, I told Jesus everything I know When it's

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,