Girl, you're gonna hurt somebody Make somebody bleed Yeah, you're gonna hurt somebody God, I hope it's me And God, I hope it's me Well, you ain't that old but you ain't that young You've lived a life but you ain't quite done All eyes on you everywhere

One more night and I can do it I can make you right One more time, one more slide One more cash, baby one more lie we gonna do this straight up we ain't gonna fight Just one more, just one more night One more time, one more night One more baby just get

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

Girl, you're gonna hurt somebody Make somebody bleed Yeah, you're gonna hurt somebody God, I hope it's me And God, I hope it's me Well, you ain't that old but you ain't that young You've lived a life but you ain't quite done All eyes on you everywhere

With somebody else who got problems We ain't gonna solve 'em Tonight all I need is a stranger Lips with a whiskey chaser And a corner booth kiss to make me forget that he's gone (Oh, oh, oh) We should be drinkin' alone together Drownin' the pain is

I wanna die If you're the death of me darlin' Somebody always loses And we still play the game Lets make it up baby Cause I ain't gonna fight I know you ain't a liar But you don't tell the truth And you're walkin' on a wire

Take all of me I just wanna be the girl you like, girl you like Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up We ain't even gonna make it to this club The kind of girl you like, girl you like The kinda girl you like Is right here with me Driver roll up

Like a slumber party Hanging from the ceiling low Put on our music that makes us go fuckin' crazy, go We use our bodies to make our own videos No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I We ain't gonna sleep tonight Go crazy, go We got them candles hanging We ain't