Maybe I ain't working enough So why you wanna love me so bad Why you wanna love me so bad Haven’t you heard about my miserable past Critical past Pitiful past I swear no matter what I touch it breaks So I no longer wanna see your face I got the worst

Girl I caught you in your little white lie Red handed, red handed You said you had to work tonight But here you are dancing In this honky talk with someone else And all you got to say for yourself

Do you think about me now and then? 'Cause I'm coming home again I'm coming home again Maybe we can start again Maybe you, do you remember when? Fireworks at Lake Michigan Oh, now I'm coming home again I met this girl when I was 3 years old And what I

We're catching bullets in our teeth And now we don't remember And if they take a couple out We try to work things out Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us It's strange to find such light In such endless night Green hills and enemies These

I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna go hot rockin' I've done my share of workin' out I wanna go some place where I can scream and shout Show me the lights, where I can find The only thing I need to give me peace of mind Where is the spark that kicks the air

Fuck him he's a DJ All night long he's got the beat He playing that song it works for me Ah ha ha ha I I I I am losing time As you're feeding me this hot track I I I know what I've got on

To love her is to learn her Some things you just can't learn And see her at her worst Dance with her when she's drinking Hold her when she hurts She'll be happy, you'll be sorry Well, that's just how it works You'll meet her momma You'll love her daddy

You know you fit the position From the first time I saw you Say she waan the work Girl let me see your application Make me employ you Let me see your application Let me employ you Ya, oh oh oh Ey no no no, oh woah

She's working on a tan Working on a tan Soaking up the sun Getting next to nothing done Chilling in a chair Flower in her hair Margarita in her hand She's sitting in the sand, She's got the focus

I'll be fine I'll be fine, fine, fine If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine 'Cause when it all falls down, then whatever When it don't work out for the better When it all falls down, when it all falls down