I Don't Measure My Success Anymore By

I Drove Nice Cars, I Got A Nice House. But Now I'm Steady Missing You Like A Strikeout

You Put The Tea In The Kettle And Light It. Put Your Hand On The Metal And Feel It.. But Do You Even Feel It Anymore?

My Only Wish Is I Die Real Cause That Truth Hurts And Those Lies Kill.

Ready For Us To Get It On, Aint Got A Love To Call Steady.. Hope It Aint Like That For Long, I'll Be Your Friend If You Let Me

The Hardest Thing About The Business Is Minding Your Own