So don't turn off the lights I don't want to be in the dark tonight 'Cause I can't read your mind I need to know if what I'm doing is right I don't have to tell you What this is all about 'Cause baby half the fun Is in us figuring it up all out So why

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights Has got me reminiscing on the good times I'm turning off the real life, driving, that's right Smoke rollin' out the window Yeah I'm chilling

I?m reckless So reckless God save me from this madness So cut me off throw me out God save me, save me from this madness Please forgive me when I turn out the lights Watch this haunted day turn into a wasted night Cause I?m a reckless, I?m a reckless god

You only hold me up like this Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness 'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence Like I'll never be the same 'Cause you don't know who I really am And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase I've got

Promise that you will sing about me Dying of thirst And its my turn to settle down My main concern When the lights shut off Dye your thirst How many sins? I'm running out You dying of thirst

And nothing ever did feel so real but this time My time, my mind is gone, turn the lights back on Baby I’m in the next room but is it gonna be long 'Til I see you again At the coffin Have a great flight outta here, I suppose But you must go, I suppose So

Why don't we turn off the phones, get somewhere alone? I'll trace that smile on your face, 'til the stars fade away Baby, cut off the lights, let our hands talk tonight There's things that need to be said, we can't say it in a text Got good love to be

Use me, I'm gonna give you control With the lights on And I'm nervous, can I trust you Trust me, while I take this off With the lights on, cause it turns me on If you're nervous, just let me show you And if I could just let go Forgive me it's the very

I got too many hoes I can't fuck 'em all Don't know how to play but I ball Stacking that money up make it tall Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost Mama ain't made no hoe, she made a boss My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off Rocking designer