She's harder to handle than you think son You feel safe when you're with her Think twice before you pull the trigger She feels good in your hand from the first little spark But guns shoot bullets and bullets break hearts Heartbreak's a bitch She'll kill

When it was good it was bittersweet honey You made me sad 'til I loved the shade of blue I know you don't want to talk to me So this is what I will do Maybe you're listening So here's one last song for you I'm sending a message to you And I'm hoping that

You give good love to me Baby, you give good love (You give good love to me) Now you're here like you've been before And you know just what I need It took some time for me to see That you give good love to me, baby So good, take this heart of mine into

If you're dreamin', son don't you rise, I never get lost, so deep into us I won't give up until you give in, but I know you must realize I could be good for you, you could be good for me too, yeah I could be good for you, you could be good for me too

If you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and

I just gotta tell you, baby Tonight looks good on you Somethin' about that southern sky Sitting back behind that moon It goes perfect with your eyes Girl, tonight looks good on you It's something about the way you're smiling Making the stars fall right

Baby I'm addicted Is you're the only reason I'm trying But you're the drug that keeps me from dying Baby I'm a lair but all I really know I lose it all Have I told you how good It feels to be me When I'm in you I can only stay clean

Ev'ry time we say goodbye When you're near There's such an air of spring about it I can hear a lark somewhere Begin to sing about it There's no love song finer But how strange the change From major to minor I die a little

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m fairly local, I’ve been around I’ve seen the streets you're walking down I’m fairly local, good people now It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick

I'm not going to beg just say please, please, please Be good to me Another buisness trip Another reason to stay away You're coming home on monday, smelling Tangerine They say that I should leave you Yeah, go and find someone new Who doesn't love a girl