There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil

Baby tonight There's so much love in between us Stay here with me I won't tell a soul Oh darling I Know you're taken You say you gotta get home Something 'bout this Just don't feel right

I don't want to be here anymore I know there's nothing left worth staying for Your paradise is something I've endured, whoa whoa I'm listening with one foot out the door See I don't think I can fight this anymore And I don't want to be here anymore But

The winos bummin', the rich folks slummin' Jacksboro Highway, Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway, there's always something goin' down Just outside of Fort Worth, Texas, one ninety-nine There's a rundown strip of night clubs, been there for a long, long

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

Going on down there Is going on down there There's something tonight, So crawl up, it, baby. All I ever wanted tonight So crawl it, baby. Hey, I want you tonight Who do you think you're kidding now? Screaming, lying, about it now. I know you're kicking on

Music's playing up and down the block Mostly Christian, blues, country, folk and southern rock It's a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There's always something going on down in the trailerhood My neighbor Carl, he lives next door Pink

Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.

I bet you still think about me Yeah I bet you still think about me Like I think about you Even when I don't want to There's just something about you baby There's nothing that I can do I think about you, you were always wild and free I know we couldn't

There's something about you That I can't quite put my finger in