Oh God, God, she's really done it now,nCoked up, her body's all spun around,nOh yeah, yeah, she's really done it,nAnd seein' her just isn't something I can stomach,nnBack it up, back it up,nIf you talkin' shit to me,nSmack it up, smack it up,nIf you act a bitch to me,nStack it up, stack it up,nIf you fuckin' rich as me,nMy daddy owns a dealership,nThe rest is fuckin' historynnThis ain't a love song (oh no),nThis ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,nThis ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),nThis ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,nThere ain't nothing here that's valid,nSo tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,nTell me how to stay strong and carry you home,nOver corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,nGod dammit, I just can't do it alonenI can't do it alone,nI can't do it alone,nNo, I can't do it alonennOh no, no, I'm not impressed with you,nPink drinks that seem to get the best of you,nRock late and sleep until the sun sets,nI'd talk but you took the tongue I talk withnnBack it up, back it up,nIf you talkin' shit to me,nSmack it up, smack it up,nIf you act a bitch to me,nStack it up, stack it up,nIf you fuckin' rich as me,nMy daddy owns a dealership,nThe rest is fuckin' historynnThis ain't a love song (oh no),nThis ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,nThis ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),nThis ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,nThere ain't nothing here that's valid,nSo tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,nTell me how to stay strong and carry you home,nOver corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,nGod dammit, I just can't do it alonenI can't do it alone,nI can't do it alone,nNo, I can't do it alonennI can call you out and complain the rain is worse,nBut it's that much better if I blame it on a person,nI can call you out and complain the rain is worse,nBut it's that much better if I blame it on a personnnSo tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,nTell me how to stay strong and carry you home,nOver corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,nGod dammit, I just can't do it alonenSo tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,nTell me how to stay strong and carry you home,nOver corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,nGod dammit, I just can't do it alonen