25/8 - Lil Bad

Grandpa's passed-down pickup, couple of hiccups under the hood Spent all summer with it tryna get it runnin' good Man, I bet I'd've had it runnin' great If that 24-7 was 25-8 Jesus, mama, football, that's 'bout all we know around here Breathe it, bleed it, undefeated season senior year Whole town freaked out when we took it all the way to state We practised 24-7, lost 25-8 There'd be a couple less coulda-beens and ones that got away A whole lot more beer to drink and hell to raise Who knows what I did wrong or finally get right If I had more time to have the time of my life Well, all my favourite stories would have one more page If 24-7 was 25-8 She flew in from California for Daytona for that week Next thing I know, I got her wishin' home was Tennessee Still think we'd've been more than just that one spring break If that 24-7 was 25-8 There'd be a couple less coulda-beens and ones that got away A whole lot more beer to drink and hell to raise Who knows what I did wrong or finally get right If I had more time to have the time of my life Well, all my favourite stories would have one more page If 24-7 was 25-8 Just one more day I know Father Time ain't sellin' But there's no tellin' what I'd pay For sometimes time runnin' out can run a little bit late And made 24-7, 25-8 I wish 24-7 was 25-8 There'd be a couple less coulda-beens and ones that got away A whole lot more beer to drink and hell to raise Who knows what I did wrong or finally get right If I had more time to have the time of my life Well, all my favourite stories would have one more page If 24-7 was 25-8 But 24-7 ain't 25-8

Every day, you must say So, how do I feel about my life? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? I am sick, and I am dull, and I am plain How dearly I'd love to get carried away Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true And time is against me now Or who and what to blame? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? For heaven's sake Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Every day, you must say Or how do I feel about the past? Others conquered love, but I ran They sat in my room, and I drew up a plan But plans can fall through, as so often they do And time is against me now And there's no one left to blame Tell me, when will you? When will you accept your life? The one that you hate For anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Every day, you must say "Oh, how do I feel about my shoes?" They make me awkward and plain How dearly I would love to kick with the fray But I once had a dream, and it never came true And time is against me now Time is against me now And there's no one but yourself to blame Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Anything is hard to find For heaven's sake Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? When? When? When? When?

Back to high school love The kind without the drugs We were just two city kids We would run around And tear a few things down But that's the worst that it would get Bad bad bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way It was just a crush But wild and dangerous You and I were out too late Started in my car Might've gone too far But we were down to make mistakes Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like