Well high school got me educated. Still when I graduated. I didn't have a clue. . Did a stand in the Navy. They did they're best to break me. Somehow I made it through.
You're throwin' around a lot of serious accusations. Ain't too hard to tell what you're insinuatin'. You think I'm the one who stole her away. And if not fo rme she'd still be yours today.
Woke up this mornin' in yesterday's clothes. Still got my buzz from last night's show. A cup of coffee, Ready to go again. . I've got twenty-seven shows in twenty-seven days.
Now love is pouring through the windows. Comin' through the door. I can feel it creepin' through the cracks in the floor. Bouncin' off the walls and the ceilin' up above.
I don't want to hurt nobody. Don't want to make nobody cry. I don't want to do wrong, I don't want to do wrong. I don't want to tell no lies. I'm lovin' you, lovin' you against my will.
Well, they say he knows whose been naughty or nice. And if I have my way, baby after tonight. We'll be one couple he can scratch off his list. Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.
Life ain't always beautiful. Sometimes it's just plain hard. Life can knock you down. It can break your heart.. . Life ain't always beautiful. You think you're on your way.
They say, I drive a little fast. Say, I like to push the limit. Everyday I'm living like it was my last. They say, I'm proud of my scars. Each one tells a story.
I'm still learning how to pray. Trying hard not to stray. Try to see things your way. I'm still learning how to pray. I'm still learning how to trust.
I used to wish that I was. Great as any man. Better than I am. Could do things no one can. And I used to wish that I was cool as I could be. But now I'm learning to live with me.
It only took a minute for us to finally end it. I guess we'd seen it comin' for some time. And it only took one hour to sit and talk it over. But it took us all night long to say goodbye.
It's hard describing a heartache. All because it's a one of a kind of thing. A serious injury. And a whole lot of endless pain. If it was a storm. I'd compare to a hurricane.
It's been a year since last weekend when you swung by with an old friend. Carried out our future box by box. Stack of mail a tube of toothpaste. An empty zeppelin three cd case.
I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do?. Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you. Or should I put it in the jukebox and play another heartbreak song.
Verse:. It's hard describing a heartache, because its a one of a kind thing,. a erious injury and a whole lot of endless pain,. if it was a storm, i'd compare it to a hurricane,.
I stood there in the middle of the church of the broken people.. Listened to the walking wounded tell their stories.. My turn came I told 'em my name. I said this ain't my first time..
Single six months yesterday. Thought I oughta celebrate. So I went down to grab a couple of beers. . And I got so drunk, I ripped my pants. I asked the bouncer for a dance.
If you need someone to take you by the hand. And help you heal your broken heart. Show you how to find the faith in love again. So you can make a brand new start.
I've got a quarter in my pocket won't you tell me what I should do?. Should I put it in the phone so I can come crawling home to you. Or should I put it in the jukebox and play another heartbreak song.
All the days that ended well in to tomorrow. All the times I couldn't lay it on the line. This old conscience that I could never follow. I hate to say it but I wish it wasn't mine.