I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

There's no end in sight Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

Hit my line, hit my line I know you want me to throw it back on you I been east side, love, baby, just come through Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind But I think you look way better with your clothes

The truth comes out a little at a time And it spreads just like a fire Hey white liar Slips off of your tongue like turpentine And I don't know why, white liar You better be careful what you do I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes If they ever found you out

I am just too selfish I guess I know you're tired and restless It's no surprise we've come undone You say it's better in the long run But I can't unlove you just because Cheap red wine straight out of a coffee cup One more down to drink you off my mind

Child stay down, stay down You better run for cover underground Look at me, right at me When I'm telling you to stay down Come to me, run to me I am begging you to stay down Cling to me desperately All you gotta do is stay down

The weekend sits on my hillbilly world You better be ready when the sun goes down I'm a hayseed And a plow boy I'm a farm kid And a cowboy I'm a roughneck My daddy was a roughneck too I run around with hillbilly girls

Welcome to my sex room Where your body meets my body Welcome to my little sanctuary You've been looking so good all day And you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby Better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home Take a couple days off And take

Put your mind over matter It don't get better, gather 'Round the sound Gather 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the sound. This is the last trip This is the last trip.