Are we having fun yet Yet, yet, yet, no no This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong I've been down

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

I am who I am My time has come No gods, no masters Take it or leave it A rebel at heart United as one Back to the wall I picked a fight

Do you love me do you want to be my friend And if you do Well then don't be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no It started way back in third grade I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes A pink dress, a

What are you willing to do Oh tell me what you’re willing to do? (Kiss it, kiss it better, baby) Oh what are you willing to do? Kiss it, kiss it better, baby Man, fuck your pride Take it back all night Just take it on back, take it on back Hurting vibe,

I've filled my veins with poison And silenced my voice just to take another breath I've broken my vows to you a thousand times before I'm losing myself, sit back and watch me die How can I say that I'm scared of death When I spend each day sprinting

You don't have to be on your own My song is love You don't have to be alone And I'm not gonna take it back And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that You're the target that I'm aiming at Love to the lovers shone And it goes up Your heavy heart

You can take me to the moon and back Just don't take me down Heartbreak Road no Let's go to Vegas, hit California Or Carolina where the southern breeze blows I can kick my boots off, relax in your Cadillac Baby take me anywhere you wanna go Don't take me

Sensual seduction I'm gonna take my time She gon' get hers before I I'm gonna take it slow I'm not gonna rush the stroll Is play in the sheets, sheets, sheets And go back to sleep, sleep, sleep 'Cause we done got a So she can get a sensual seduction

I was the last child, just a punk in the street Home sweet home Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Got to get back to the real nitty-gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come