| Lyrics | Song | Album |
| looking forward to another day without you | |
| She's trouble in a tank top Pretty little time bomb Blowing up I'll take you down | |
| you've got me to blame for every fire that breaks out in every lover's name | |
| You couldn't stay no more And as you took your final breath Would your dreams come forth or have an end | |
| Take off your shirt your shoes, Those skinny jeans I bought for you | |
| that could have been nothing but a sad, sad song, about a group of kids who lost it all to the great, big city? | |
| this four-leaf clover is all but useless now | |
| Now this place seems familiar to him, she pulled on his hand with a devilish grin | |
| The fire burns tonight lighting up the darkest corners of my mind | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Album |
| everybody knows there's a party at the end of the road | |
| There's a look in your eye And it's screaming 'goodbye' Now it tears me apart just to look at the sky | |
| Tonight is alive with the promise of a street-fight, and there's money on the table, that says your cheap-shots won't be able, to break bones. | |
| Hips sway and lips lie, like clockwork she's in control | |
| She bites her lip and tips her bottle I take a drink 'cause the truth is hard to swallow, oh | |
| Your lips are a hot flame, baby and our chemistry is kerosene... | |
| Now lets take our chances Please give me your answer It's all up to you so please take me away | |
| stay seventeen, my blood is Sunrise through the window pane, where tired eyes will close.... | |
| I've got a bone to pick with you, Mr. DJ The traffic in this town Is just as bad as it is in LA | |
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