This is love, this is life Ohh, it's gonna be alright When times get tough we're still worth the fight The road here's paved with the brokenhearted We gotta finish what we started Ohhh, better hold on tight These days what's left of me ain't no Prince

Oh oh, oh, at least I'm not as sad as I used to be. Have you ever wondered about our old nu-metal friends and what became of them? Turns out I saw them a couple of days ago, They were laughing and drinking and smoking and singing. C'mon, can you count

These are the nights that never die My father told me One day my father—he told me, "When you get older Your wild life will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will

This could be heaven This could be heaven This could be heaven for everyone Could be heaven for everyone For everyone In these days of cool reflection (reflection) You come to me and everything seems alright In these days of cold affections You sit by me

A heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Texas was green eyes crying goodbye Was a long drive Ohio was a riverbank 10 speed layin' in the weeds Cannonball off an old rope swing Long long summer days Tennessee was a guitar

Some days I'm a super bitch Up to my old tricks But it won't last forever Next day I'm your super girl Out to save the world And it keeps gettin' better And you'll be loving it It keeps gettin' better

Woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh But we just keep holding on For the brighter days I can see the brighter days I can see the sun breaking through those clouds Heaven knows we're all afraid Tell me where I'm going wrong We don't have to be alone Woah-oh-oh-oh

Rumours of glory Something is shining Like gold but better Above the dark town After the sun's gone down Two vapour trails cross the sky Catching the day's last slow goodbye Black skyline looks rich as velvet Smiles mixed with curses The crowd disperses

Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's

I'm gonna ball tonight. We're gonna ball tonight. Every man is some woman's fool. Well, I can't break the rule because Way back yonder in the days of old, The men was working but not saving any dough. Then came a woman looking real cool.