wish somebody would have told me, babeSomeday, these will

the stars and the moonDon't shine quite like we

oh it just pains meTo see you down and

was a just a young kid with time to

pool, limousines (Come on, let's do it)Come on, let's

just not myself todayI've been thinking way too hardMy

far awayFrom the place that I feel safeI can't

day I'm grindin'I don't even get a weekendI been

shape of the window is squareIt runs through the

some freaks in the living room getting it onAnd

Lyrics from on a mission to win the bad

transcribed from Angry Birds 2 youThis is gonna be

so lucky I was jealousNow you're just another song

I am obsessed with Kenny Powers. He's the all-American hillbilly white-trash

maybe I'm a reckless womanMaybe heartache feels like homeI've

wanna be your babyYour angel all in blackYour little

Jesus took the wheel to bakers fieldHe handed me a bottle

so over it with loveEvery guy just super sucksThey

you hit me like a twister, babeYou give me

It's up in the morning like fuck P. DiddyGrab