You're the best thing about me Why am I walking away? The best things are easy to destroy The best thing that ever happened a boy I'm the kind of trouble that you enjoy Walking away When you look so good, the pain in your face doesn't show When you look

Gotta talk to you baby Talk to you now Escape me now You'll see me again Maybe it's too late You're slamming the door You're walking out I got a feeling

Hey, man, get away from me Parading to the masses, we're coming so fresh to death I've been stealing looks from shadows you conjure with your purse Yeah, you're walking in stilettos, but your nose is bleeding out I've been running from the devil, but the

Do not tell me I've changed You're just raising your standards Do not give me away I am the same, I am the same You're walking taller than you should The air is thin around your beautiful head You're saying things with your mouth to me That I don't

Well, stop and erase Cause I'm gonna wipe that smile Off your know it all face Laugh while you can Yeah live it up And read my lips, The the joke is on you I figured it out You're all about walking tall

It was a perfect day What I'd give if I could find a way to stay Lost in this moment, now Ain't worried 'bout tomorrow When you're busy living in a perfect day Went walking through town just the other day with nothing much to do As the sun came breaking

Out in the middle of nowhere It's so cold with nobody to hold me You're so wrong for leaving when you told me You would never leave me by myself Now I'm lost Trying to make it on my own But now I'm walking by myself I never knew what you were capable of

You get top floor and when you back you go slower Turn out the lights cause they're coming bright And then you go Hope that smoke ain't getting to you're face Walking like you're sucking velvet snow Going 'cause you're sweating on our floor Then you go

You're the best thing about me Why am I walking away? The best things are easy to destroy The best thing that ever happened a boy I'm the kind of trouble that you enjoy Walking away When you look so good, the pain in your face doesn't show When you look

Cut you like a razor blade She won't cut you like a knife, like a knife That little look in her eyes'll You're blindfolded walking South down the whiskey tracks She's rolling north like a neon train Bolt of lightning in the night Speed of light, you