Oh God, God, she's really done it now,Coked up, her body's all spun around,Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it,And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach,Back it up, back it up,If you talkin' s**t to me,Smack it up, smack it up,If you act a b***h to me,Stack it up, stack it up,If you ********' rich as me,My daddy owns a dealership,The rest is ********' historyThis ain't a love song (oh no),This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,There ain't nothing here that's valid,So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,God dammit, I just can't do it aloneI can't do it alone,I can't do it alone,No, I can't do it aloneOh no, no, I'm not impressed with you,Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you,Rock late and sleep until the sun sets,I'd talk but you took the tongue I talk withBack it up, back it up,If you talkin' s**t to me,Smack it up, smack it up,If you act a b***h to me,Stack it up, stack it up,If you ********' rich as me,My daddy owns a dealership,The rest is ********' historyThis ain't a love song (oh no),This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,There ain't nothing here that's valid,So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,God dammit, I just can't do it aloneI can't do it alone,I can't do it alone,No, I can't do it aloneI can call you out and complain the rain is worse,But it's that much better if I did it all in person,I can call you out and complain the rain is worse,But it's that much better if I did it all in person.So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,God dammit, I just can't do it aloneSo tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,God dammit, I just can't do it alone