I must relax you, I mean, I mean totally relax you Because love is a kind of a thing that That you shouldn't do unless you're, totally at ease So baby let me, let me, totally relax you (It's only love) To where you feel that you're ready for (It's only love) That you're ready for anything (It's only love) Let me put my hand right there (It's only love) Lord have mercy, right there Then together, we'll fly, high In the sky Don't be afraid to touch me baby Girl let's be real, there's nothing wrong With the way we're carrying on So enjoy and live, 'cause It's only love doing its thing baby It's only love you're feeling, yeah yeah It's only love doing its thing baby It's only love that you're giving, you're giving Well, I'm gonna stay with you night and day Until the end of time, well It's okay when you lay Lay your body next to mine, because It's only love doing its thing baby It's only love that you're feeling girl, you're feeling It's only love doing its thing baby It's only love that you're giving You're giving, you're giving, you're giving It's only love doing its thing baby It's only love that you're giving You're giving, you're giving, you're giving It's only love doing its thing baby

Well I drink Tennessee whiskey, I smoke Alaskan weed I'm The Last Knife Fighter, I'm a living dying breed I shot a man in Reno, 'cause Johnny said I could I hopped a train to LA, got in a fight in Hollywood I said "Hey, I'll knife you down someday." Well I ain't too high on feelings, I don't comfort no one Yeah, the bottle is my god now and the glass his only son Well I walk here in the morning, and I'm banned here late at night But I'm stuck here either way, son, until my Last Knife Fight I said ooh, I keep my land (unknown) And I say hey, I'll knife you down someday So, I keep my bowie on me and my boots by the door I keep looking over my shoulder, I don't sleep good anymore If you see mе coming, you best step aside Toughеr men didn't and tougher men just died I said ooh, I keep my (unknown) And I say hey, I'll knife you down someday

Testing 1, 2, 3 Can you hear me in the back? Is the bottom low enough and the treb is all we lack? Is your drink right stiff? Is your beer ice old? Is there a pull machine where cigarettes are sold? Cause you know, it's all part of the show Did you come alone, girl, or did you come by train? Did you bring your broken heart and pockets full of pain? Did he leave you high and dry? Did she start sleeping around? Are you the one who left for running around? But you know, it's all part of the show Testing 1, 2, 3, mic check, mic check Might check, might check my tip jar, cause I ain't seen nothing yet Do I look drunk up here, do I look high as hell? For what they's paying me, I thought I might as well But they know, it's all part of the show Did the cops bust in? Did they break up this knife fight? Did they put us in cuffs and take us in for the night? Did they see my priors? Am I headed for some time? Did the judge say "son, why can't you stay in line?" But he don't know, it's all part of the show Testing 1, 2, 3 can you hear me in the back?

Well, I'm a hitman for a living but living hits harder than that Oh, I got some regrets and I got regrets about that You know, occupation ain't hard when it pays this damn much When your a hitman for a living You don't quit, you just lose your touch I'm losing my touch, second guessing my aim And even when I hit my mark, these days it don't feel the same And I've made a killing out living my conscience and shunning my shame I look at my list, the only one left is my name I'm a hitman, but I hit rock bottom today Go and tally the cost, what I lost is twice what I gained No comfort and coming to those who profit from pain I look at my list, the only one left is my name If I'm losing my touch and love for the game It only seems right that I draw that line through my name Sympathies keep 'em please I ain't down on my knees all the same I'm a hitman for a living But I quit my living today Yeah, I'm a hitman for a living but I quit my living today

I'm a well known stranger and I've got the blues Hell, I get awful low when I hear happy news And I'm cursing the sunshine, praying for rain No I can't breathe through my lungs like I used to do I can't see through my eyes and they're losing their blue And my backs all a wreck but, hell, my heart is too Well I've got twenty 12-gauges underneath my bed I got five thousand voices going inside of my head And they're speaking in tongues but, I can understand them Well, I'm a well known stranger, you know I got them blues You know I get awful low when I hear happy news And I'm cursing the sunshine, praying for rain You know this bottle in my hand, well it used to be full Of them empty promises, take away my blues Oh, but this ones a liar, I'll get another one Cause I'm a well known stranger and I got the blues Hell, I get awful low when I hear happy news And I'm cursing the sunshine and praying for rain

Well, I dug my heels into a concrete thought Maurader's clothing's all I bought And I'm objecting to most objections And I spun my wheel right off the spoke You know, bad luck is life's best joke And I ain't never found no penny facing up Life is hard Life is so damn hard sometimes I feel like I'm the man most times That can't catch me no brake So bottoms high Blow your smoke up in the sky You know, we are bound to die But death can wait So, take it slow But keep your thoughts on the grow 'Cause when you're gone boy, you won't know Just what to think Hell, burn it down Or help it rise up from the ground Wear a smile, disrobe a frown You know, you're just some naked face Life is hard Life is so damn hard sometimes I feel like I'm the man most times I can't catch me no damn brakes So bottoms high Blow your smoke up in the sky You know, we are bound to die But not today