Late night talking
Late night drinking
Late night fooling
Late night sleeping
Late night talking
Late night drinking

Last walking on the edge
Last night thinking about revenge

You slept on
The razorblade

Late night driving
Late night thinking
Late night hoping
Late night longing

Ooh I've been oh so tired,Ooh yeah I've been so tired.
Cold stares,Satisfy delusion,Make the same conclusion.
Might get,Taken by the passion,In and out of fashion.
These fears,They live on a spectrum,Learning' to respect them.
Why wait, Ain't no use in cryin',Keep on death defying'.
I'm tired of always thinking',The jury's out on me,Right there on the brink of,Pure insanity,
I'm tired of being humble,I'm tired of being strong,I'm tired of holding' onto to this until it all goes wrong.
Hold tight, Anxious as you're feelin',Ain't no point revealing, That.
You're scared,You don't have the power,Why you actin' sour.
Loose chains,Shackled by deception,Seeking' resurrection.
Wrong place,Find the right solution,
Hope for retribution.
Ooh I've been oh so tired,Ooh yeah I've been so tired.
I'm tired of always thinking,The jury's out on me,Right there on the brink of,
Pure insanity,
I'm tired of being humble,I'm tired of being strong,I'm tired of holding' onto to this until it all goes wrong.

Sometimes in life, You find that kindred soul,
Least that's how it appears, Then love grows cold.
I've found me a honey,She's bound by my spell,
So joyful and sunny,
A true southern belle.

Hair hang loose down her body,
Smells so sweet in the air,
Big caboose, yeah she got it,
Magnifique derriere.

True sensation she knows it,
Leaves me dazed and confused,
Stole my heart and she froze it,
Now I'm battered and bruised.

I feel like my life is better with you in it,
So don't try to tell me why we should ruin this,
There's no rhyme or reason to what you're thinkin' now,
But I'm tryin' to make something of this somehow.

Her blood runs cold,
Ain't no heart of gold,
Indecision controls,
But you're my kindred soul.

I feel like my life is better with you in it,
So don't try to tell me why we should ruin this,
There's no rhyme or reason to what you're thinkin' now,
But I'm tryin' to make something of this somehow.

My heart is on the line,
We're runnin' out of time,
I'm anything but fine,
And I don't like it.

Devoid of heart of soul,
Ooh girl your blood is running cold,
Oh ain't got no heart of gold,
Ì watch this tragedy unfold,
Be big, be brave, be bold,
Oh gotta find that kindred soul.