Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

'Cause it's not too late Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and

You build it up to break it halfway through Just make the call, 22 But you're just the same as I ever knew I'm runnin' but can't run away You say you changed but you never change up I know I fear trust I know I fear fear too much On my plate, lookin' up

We can't back down There's too much at stake Don't walk away We can't back down Not right now This is serious In our own backyard Our own home plate

I have a right to get up when I feel Don't tell me I can't break the law I have a right to get up, don't care what you say I have a right to get up, even where I'm bound Cause the law has broken me You're much too late to be thankful But thank you anyway

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

Don't know how to face it I don't know how to face it I ain't sleeping lately Yes I know that I'm the only person that can change me Maybe, that's why I ain't changing That's why I ain't changing I got too much on my mind I guess I don't know how to face

Still drives me crazy Girl you know you're beautiful I used to tell you all the time Something like a miracle And it feels like a little too much Maybe I don't say it enough But when you let your hair down it That I get to call you mine

Only the good die young You know that only the good die young You Catholic girls start much too late Oh I might as well be the one Come out Virginia, don't let 'em wait Aw but sooner or later it comes down to faith Well, they showed you a statue, told

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon