Thank You for Listening - Hurt

Oh woh oh woh oh Oh ooh oh woh ooh yeah Hi ah yea Oh woh oh woh oh Hi, hi, hooo! Love turned my head today I, I turned away Your smile for all to see It used to be for me But you know You made your bed now you lie in it And don't come to me No, don't come to me Thank you for goodbye The best thing you ever did for me Thank you for goodbye You set me free from my misery Thank you for goodbye And every step that I take away Thank you for goodbye Is easy today Hi ah yea Oh woh oh woh oh Hi, hi, hooo! You left me loving you You did not seem to care I'm here with someone new Why do you stare Cos you know Our love is dead you leave it be Don't come to me Don't come to me Thank you for goodbye The best thing you ever did for me Thank you for goodbye Set me free from my misery Thank you for goodbye And every step that I take away Thank you for goodbye Yeah heh! Thank you for goodbye The best thing you ever did for me Thank you for goodbye Set me free from my misery Thank you for goodbye And every step that I take away Thank you for goodbye Hi ah yea Oh woh oh woh oh

Thank you for Christmas For every little thank We stand alone And thank you a lot For every child we'll sing In your town, your dreamer bells And time pass ticks away A child you aways think about He is all night and day Thank you for Christmas For every little thank We stand alone And thank you a lot Every child will sing

Burned tire marks, hometown street Red Trans Am, bad boy streak Head held high, little too proud Turned eighteen, got the hell out I was ready to show 'em all a thing or two Thank God for you Jack on the rocks, Skynyrd bar band College dropout, no kinda plan Holes in my boots, one pair of jeans American girls, Mexican weed Sure 'nough bound for nowhere That's the truth Thank God for you I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Girls who can dance you away from the devil And make my world spin 'round the way you do I thank God for the days on the front porch swinging Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am Thank God for you Woahh (Woah) Woah Pawn shop guitar turned up loud Jar full of tips, beer drinking crowd Feel right at home up on the stage Songs about you, hell that I raised I still got a wild hair or two, yeah Thank God for you I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Girls who can dance you away from the devil Make my world spin 'round the way you do I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am Thank God for you Woahh (Woah) Woah (Woah) Woah (Woah) Woah (Woah) I thank God there's angels for young wild rebels Girls who can dance you away from the devil Make my world spin 'round the way you do I thank God for the days just a front porch swinging Holding your hand, the whole time thinking how lucky I am Thank God for you