Too much style in this town I'm not having it, I'm not having it Where nothing real can be found I'm not having it, I'm not having it We should get out and drive all night Skin and lips make us all right Don't think I could come down I'm not having it, I'm not having it
Wake me up from all my long lost nights 'Cause I don't know if I can get it right Times for dreaming were so ridiculous Hey beautiful, let's finish this So hard to say it's over
Fall out from the day I'm not having it, I'm not having it No interest in anything I'm not having it, I'm not having it No more wine lips or stamps to lick Packed up suitcase, an empty wish No more love in the way I'm not having it, I'm not having it
I've been down and out but lived through it Pretty ones get fixed with cough syrup Stroke your neck and look up at the sky Now we're done, let's finish this So hard to say it's over
Too much styles in this town And I'm not having it, I'm not having it It's got me up on the down And I'm not having it, I'm not having it Come together to fall apart This is where we kill our start So many things are so right And I'm not having it, I'm not having it
Brothers, sisters, the the truest words are fights I don't know if I can get it right We were dreaming - so ridiculous Hey beautiful, let's finish this So hard to say it's over Over, it's over, yeah