Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw me anything with you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Getting hard to remember, getting hard to recall Getting laid off and pushed out and it ain't my baby's fault So if you go, don't cry, I'll be right there at your side Sherrill, Sherrill Getting laid on the lifeline, getting tired, time for bed And

You can't leave this world behind Veronika, Saint Veronika So be strong enough to hold onto us We're still right here by your side It's just not your time to die Damn God, yeah, God, yeah Oh Veronika, Saint Veronika They found an empty bottle on her

I promised you would've liked it She said she wanna be mine She wasn't with it to ride I had to kick her a side I know it just ain't right But baby you was invited She know I be on my grind So I don't really have time To hit you back on time

Can't you see that it's just rainin' We could pretend it all the time There ain't no need to go outside You hardly even notice When I try to show you this Song is meant to keep you Wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in

It's a roller coaster What goes up might take us upside down Life ain't a merry go round Roller coaster Countdown to here we go Hold on tight, slide a little closer Up so high stars are on our shoulders Time fly's by, don't close your eyes

Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio Do you ever Do you ever feel ashamed? Do you ever wonder where I am now? Do you even feel a thing? Overtime and overdue (due) Ain't no sleep, that is old news (old news) Been outside, that's with the crew (yeah) Made my night up

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Can't you see that it's just rainin' We could pretend it all the time There ain't no need to go outside You hardly even notice When I try to show you this Song is meant to keep you Wakin' up too early Maybe we could sleep in