So keep on throwing your sticks and stones I'd rather fight with you all night Than never have you in my life I can't bear to let you go I can't bear to let, bear to let you go Oh you left a hole in me But I don't cut easily I'm only just holding up, on

Where'm I gonna live when I get home So where'm I gonna live when I get home My ol' lady's thrown out everything I own She meant what she said when she wished I was dead I knew our road was gettin' kinda rocky She said I was gettin' way too cocky She

Is this love, is this love, is this love We'll share the shelter, of my single bed Is this love that I'm feelin'? We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads I, I'm willing and able So I throw my cards on your table I want to love you every day

To have and to hold A lover of the light So love the one you hold There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown But I'd be yours if you'd be mine And I'll be your goal And I will

So baby, pick me up, I'll be in the drive Take me where the moon's hanging in the sky We can park it by the river, get out and throw the tailgate down down down You can steal a kiss, maybe even two Only the track and the tree's gonna see what we do All I

It's just me and you Yeah, it's just me and you And we are definitely outnumbered There's more of them than us Just when you think you made a new friend They throw you under the bus So it's just me and you Turn the sound down on my TV I just can't listen

Kick back, move in on the down low Where your sun tan lights up when the stars go Write your name on the fogged up window Throw your feet on the dash, girl you know I'm cool with that And it's Tom Petty Free Fall by midnight Turn it off, turn you on when

I'll morph to someone else If I keep moving, they won't know Defense mechanism mode What they throw at me's too slow I'm just a ghost There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it For "above" is blind belief and "under" is sword to sleeve And "around"

I wanna throw my hands up high And forget who I used to be And get a taste of your luxury You don't wanna cry tears with me (tears) You just wanna keep sighin' (sighin') Sometimes I wonder if you're bad for me (you're bad) But that's what keeps me

Mogul and they know that Logo on my floor mat Courtside Chamberlain throwback match my Rolex Everywhere I go, flex Vallet park on some loc shit Whole lot of smoke in that 'Rari, that thing potent Burning rubber, wearing cameras, they was undercovers