I can't stop drinking about you No one's gonna love you like I do I gotta numb the pain Without you I ain't the same So pour a shot in my glass and I'll forget forever! (Wow oh) So pour a shot in my glass 'cause it makes everything better! (Wow oh) I

Miss independent That's why I love her She got her own thing Yeah, yeah yeah Won't you come and spend a little time Oh, the way she shine Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Is something about her Oh is something about

Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you

I'll pay a penny for your thoughts A nickle for your kiss, I will I will pay anything to know what's on your mind Tell me what's on your mind Listen honey baby There's something that I've gotta make clear You may have had other lovers in your life That

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

Stealing kisses in those misses within beats Stealing kisses in those bloody sheets I'm killing you, I'm killing you We got three days to feel each other We got three days to sing this song Ooh ooh ooh It's just my nature, I ruin love Burn bright, burn

Stronger than me I've forgotten all of young love's joy Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy You should be stronger than me You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man, I pale in comparison to who you think I am, You

Oh, ooh, heart of light Oh, welcome to heartlight Can you feel the love that's in my heart Burnin' like a beacon in the night Can't you see the flame we've got to start I like the love And I like the peaceful I wish everyone I know could Stand in the

You don't know What you do to me lately Got you rolling papers, got you rolling papers I got so much love for ya Want you to know How much that I fuck with you, oh Wanna roll one up for ya Want you to come to the back of the club It's a gang thing, it's

And still I don't understand When you said you'd had enough A little trick I picked up from my father, in one ear and out the other Well, now I guess I should've listened Why's love gotta be so tough Ahh-oh, ahh-ahh Oh, and now I guess I should've