| Which number titled song are these lyric | Song | Artist |
| What we do is innocent / Just for fun and nothing meant / If you don't like the company / Let's just do it you and me | |
| The garbage truck beeps as it backs up / and I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away/ And I push rewind, all the credits roll up signifying the end / but I missed the b | |
| Here I am expecting just a little bit, mmm, too much from the wounded / but I see, see through it all, see through, see you. | |
| It's awkard and it's silent as I wait for you to say /What I need to hear now is your sincere apology/ When you mean it, I'll believe it/ If you text it, I'll delete it. | |
| Can't live forever / That's wishful thinkin' / Whoever said that / Musta been drinkin' | |
| Silly games that you were playin' / Empty words we both were sayin' / Let's work it out, boy / Let's work it out, boy | |
| And your Momma's waiting up / And you're thinking he's The One / and you dance around the room when the night ends | |
| He puts on a gray suit / over his airborne tattoo / and he ties it on one time a year / and remembers the fallen / as he orders a tall one / and swallows it down with his tears | |
| Call the troops up in a hurry / This is what we waited for / This is it, boys / This is war | |
| The Universe is shaped exactly like the Earth / And if you go straight long enough / You'll end up where you were | |
| In a box high up on the shelf / Left for you, no one else / There's a piece of a puzzle known as life / Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight | |
| Do you know what's worth fighting for? / When it's not worth dying for. | |
| Fifteen there's still time for you / time to bide and time to lose | |
| Seems like we're victims of bad timing / 'Cause you want it more than I did / I can't give you what you need | |
| But there's got to be an opening / Somewhere here in front of me/ Through this maze of ugliness and greed | |
| Walked around my room not thinking / Just sinking in this box/ I blame myself for being too much like somebody else/ Never thought I could just bend this way/ Then a phone call mad | |
| She's got a little bit of something/ God, it's better than nothing / In her colour portrait world she believes that she's got it all | |
| Can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad? / Try'n hard not to smile, though I feel bad / I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral / Can't understand what I mean? Well | |
| | Which number titled song are these lyric | Song | Artist |
| Take a step off your soapbox and see / What it's like on the ground / Set your ego in detox, baby /'Cause you're becoming unwound and it's killing me | |
| Let's give praise to the Lord and I'll feel alright / I said, Let's get together and feel alright | |
| Let's set sail with Captain Morgan / Though we never leave dry land / Hey, troubles, I forgot 'em / I buried them in the sand | |
| He was holding her hand when the doctor looked up and grinned / Congratulations, twins | |
| Walk away, if you want to / It's okay, if you need to / You can run, but you can never hide | |
| Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, otherwise we'd get along / Wrong! | |
| Turned the stone and looked beneath it / 'Peace on Earth' was all it said | |
| Well, around 5 or round 6 / I forgot what I came to forget / After round 7, or was it 8? / I bought a round for the whole damn place | |
| Don't wanna hear about it / Every single one's got a story to tell / Everyone knows about it / From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell | |
| You marry him, your father will condone you / How 'bout that, now? / You marry me, your father will disown you / He'll eat his hat now | |
| I got ten foreward gears /and a Georgia overdrive / I got I'm taking little white pills / and my eyes are open wide | |
| I don't mind when people cuss in front of me / Truth is I don't blush that much at anything / But I still got this little girl inside o me / Who likes to be, treated like a Quee | |
| All these thoughts they make no sense / I found bliss in ignorance | |
| The smell of leather and gasoline / A little danger sitting next to me / And when I was with her / Man, I never felt so alive | |
| Restless tonight / 'cause I wasted the light / Between both these times/ I drew a really thin line | |
| One was headed for vaction / One for higher education / And two of them were searching for lost souls | |
| C'mon, take this gasoline tin / Head up high, walk like a winner / Let the bare feet be the last sound that they hear. | |
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